For The Second Time {Tony Perry}

2.2

{Song for this chapter; Disasterology - Pierce The Veil}

• Emilia's pov •

"--He was being such a gentleman! I mean, not that he usually isn't, but he was acting really different and extra polite. I honestly think he wants to go further in our relationship, but I just don't know how much further. We've already, ya know, did it and I'm not sure if--"

I ignored the rest of Karla's rant about Jake and tried to mute her, just recently, annoying voice out of my ears. Lately, I can not stand this girl. She pushes my buttons to the point where I want to throw myself out of a window. If I had a chance to move out and live with someone else, I'd be gone in a flash.

"I'll be right back, Karla," I said, interrupting her long rant, fake smiling. "I have to use the washroom."

Standing up off of the couch, I yawned and stretched my arms out, walking away, towards the bathroom. I shut the bathroom door behind me, locking it. I smiled, setting my phone that was in my hands, onto the marble counter and staring at my reflection. Reaching up to touch a stray pimple, my phone vibrated, the sound jumping off of the walls.

'Come over now. I need you,' it read. I pictured Mandy sending that text with tears in her eyes because Vic told her he has to leave. Oh God.

Whenever I read the first sentence, I thought she might have just wanted me over to hang out. But in my mind, I knew whenever I finished that last sentence, she really needs me. And needing someone is something I don't take lightly.

I threw my phone into one of my back pockets, unlocking the bathroom door and running out of it, grabbing Karla's keys off of the kitchen counter on my way. "Hey! Where are you going?!" she shouted after me, right before I slammed the front door shut. All I could imagine was Mandy bawling by herself just because of Vic. I needed to get there and fast.

Once I got inside of the car, I started it, driving towards Mandy's apartment, going way past the speed limit. I was trying to think of other reasons why she would need me, but nothing came to mind except for Vic. That dick! I swear to god I will ripe him in half! I don't want Mandy to feel like--Tony.

Then it came to me; Mandy was now in Tony's place. And I, I was in Vic, Mike, and Jaime's place. I was the friend that was trying to save their friend from heartbreak. It's honestly amazing how life can turn around in just a couple of months. I didn't want this. I wanted the perfect life that I see on tv; great siblings, both parents, the 'perfect' boyfriend. Instead my life is the opposite. No siblings, one birth parent still alive, no boyfriend at all.

My eyes started to water as my vision got blurry. I could hardly see the road clearly. I for sure wasn't going the right way to Mandy's apartment anymore. I was going nowhere, but I kept my foot on the gas pedel, trying to shake the tears out of my eyes. I was also trying to get Tony out of my mind, but all of our memories just kept flowing back into my head.

Right before that truck hit me, I took my hands off of the wheel, knowing that it was coming my way. I closed my eyes and saw the best memory of Tony and I ever; our first kiss. I smiled, thinking it may be my last, and said, "I love and forgive you Tony."

• Tony's pov •

"Goodnight, Brooklyn! We love you!" Vic screamed into his mic, smiling and then jumping out off of the stage behind Mike, Jaime, and I. We all went into our dressing room, just the four of us. I sat down on the sofa, making a satisfied noise. Jaime sat down beside me, sighing. We were all sweaty and gross, but all too lazy to take a shower yet.

Mike sat down on the other side of Jaime, taking the last spot on the sofa, leaving Vic for one of the chairs. "That was great," Mike said, smiling. "Did you see that green and white sign?"