Fix You [Vic Fuentes]

Chapter 7

Song of the chapter: Postcards and Polaroids by Sleeping With Sirens

Name of chapter: Can you get me a phone?

Vic's POV:

I really didn't want to have to make this choice but I guess I have to. Being in the situation, especially if you're me is pretty much the hardest thing you could ever do. Either way it could end in fatality. I don't know what to think.
It's talk to Kayleigh and get her to let me call my Mum, so I can tell her to never speak to me again, which then she'll expect me to speak to her and get bitchy at me or not speak to her, not get my phone call, and them mum'll think she can still speak to me, which I don't want. She has been nothing but a horrible mother to me and done nothing but treat me and my brother like shit. I don't want to speak to her again, ever. But then I have to actually trust the fact that Kayleigh will get me that phone call, which I can't do, she is nothing but a fake who is here for money.

I twiddled my thumbs while laying on my bed in hope that I will come to a decision before Kayleigh gets here, which will be in twenty minutes. Music blared in my ears, which puts me at ease and I have been listening to a lot of the time. Music helps me think, more than it would a normal person.

I know you're probably thinking, why the fuck is it so hard to make a decision? Well, I am thinking the same thing.
I am terrified of the thought of people breaking down the walls it took me so long to build. I am terrified of the thought of people getting to know me enough to know my weaknesses, I am terrified of getting hurt again. It's too hard for me to 'just speak' because I am afraid that I might say something I shouldn't have said. This is the main reason that I won't talk to Kayleigh, besides the fact that I would like her to keep the fuck outta my life. She doesn't deserve my time, she doesn't care.she has better things to do than listen to me talk about my problems that don't even concern her. I wish my mum never found out about my problems, so she wouldn't have had a reason to get rid of me. Which, she had been looking for, for a while.

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A small knock sounded on the door and echoed throughout the empty room I was situated in. I knew who it was so I opened the door and went strait back to sitting on my bed. Kayleigh put her backpack over my desk chair and moved it to the middle of the room, like she always does, while keeping her head down, looking at the floor. "Nice to see you again" she mumbled barely audible for me to hear. A small part of me wanted to ask her what's wrong, but she is my therapist and if anyone is sorting out anyone's problems it's her to me, not me to her. And quite frankly I couldn't care less about her problems.

I came to the realisation that I was going to ask her, I had to do it soon. My heart thudded in my chest, and I knew that I had to do this. It was a must. "I know you're not going to talk to me, but I am going to ask anyway. How are you?" Her voice sounded flat, her eyes were dull, and she looked like she hadn't slept in a while. I squeezed my eyes closed, and let out a heavy breath before I decided this was my chance and I lunged for it.

"Alright," I whispered, so she could only just hear it. She looked taken aback, stunned to say the least. Although what I said was a lie, she seemed to believe it anyway as her mouth hung open. If you don't shut it you'll catch flies, I wanted to scream at her but I knew better than to say anything.

"Say something again" she said, and I felt heat rise to my cheeks. I bought my knees up to my chest and rested my chin on them. "What do I say?" I whispered again, and to be honest I wasn't liking this whole talking and giving her the satisfaction thing. It made me feel uncomfortable.

"Anything"

"Erm... Hi?" I breathed out in much more than a whisper. Why is she making me do this? Ugh. I just want my damn phone call already. This is when my small confidence level rose a little as I spoke up a little more, "Can I have my phone call?"

"Er.. We're not really allowed to let you speak on the phones but I guess you could use mine if you hurry," she stated.

"Fine" I said with a little more attitude than I intended, but I was too lazy to care anyway. She took out her phone and handed it to me unlocked. Without saying thank you, I stood up and went to the bathroom but before I closed the door I said aloud, "Don't think this changes anything."

I quickly dialled my mothers number, In a hurry to get this over with. My hands shook and I felt a bit sick but I knew this was for the best. I held the phone up to my ear and waiting for her to pick up.

"Hello, this is Mariam." My mums voice sounded through my ears, before I broke down and pressed end call.

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O.o he ended the call.

I know Vic's mums name isn't Mariam, but I thought it was a cool name so I used that instead.

Xx thank you for reading !

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