If Love Really Does Exist

A Beautiful Reflection From Firework Eyes

I woke up the next day to a loud noise. My eyes shot open and saw Tony picking up a box of cereal that had fallen to the floor. He shot me an apologetic look. that's when I realized I had fallen asleep with Vic holding me. I hadn't meant to. Just long enough for him to pass out happy. "Guess I should explain?"

"What's there to explain?" Tony shrugged.

"It's pretty clear. Both of you have clothes on and the T.V. was on when we got back from the bar. It doesn't take a scientist to know nothing happened." Jaime said walking from the bunk area.

"And you should know better than to think I'd do something like that." I added before sliding out of Vic's grip. He really had a lot to drink. He was out cold still. Jaime nodded making some coffee.

"I feel like shit." Mike said holding his head. I tossed him a bottle of water.

"Drink that and get some Advil. You deserve a hangover for not staying hydrated." I told Mike sticking my tongue out at him while he flipped me off, although he did what I had told him to do.

"I'm glad you're warming up to us." Tony said and Mike nodded, earning a groan of pain.

"Me too, it feels better to not be so nervous all the time." I said even though I was. I was just getting better at socializing. Vic started a groan of his own but it came out more like a dying cat squealing at the top of it's lungs. We all busted into laughter, even Mike who still struggled with his headache.

"Not. funny." Vic said trying to make his voice threatening but only coming out sickly.

"What is funny is the fact you can never sleep alone when you drink." Mike said smirking.

"What do you mean?" Vic questioned having no idea what happened last night.

"You, uh, asked me if you could hold me last night." I told him biting my lip.

"And you let me?" Vic asked almost unable to believe it.

"Yeah, you just looked at me and you just seemed so sad so I told you it was fine." I told him.

"Too much thinking." Vic said scrunching his face up in pain, "I'm getting a shower." he announced. He stood up grabbing his head and slowly make his way to the pathetic bathroom. Tony had gotten a call from Adalyn and went in the back. I stole his spot at the table next to Mike after stealing Jaime's coffee. He opened his mouth to protest but then just grabbed another mug while shaking his head. Mike high-fived me.

"I don't know what you want me to tell you Add, do you want me to tell you I'll get Jaime to send her packing? She doesn't hardly talk and do you really think I'd do something like that to you?" Tony's voice was loud and was full of anger. I would have been lying if I said it wasn't scary. The worst part was it was obviously about me. Adalyn thought I was a problem. She never even met me before and she's already judging me. I went to the entrance to the bunks just in time to hear Tony. "She's Jaime's friend, she's not some sort of horny groupie." I could slightly make out Adalyn's voice and it sounded angry. "Fine then.You act like you're so great. You always treat me like shit. If you're done with me, I'm gonna be smiling at you walking away." he hung up the phone. "God damn."

"Tony." I said in a small voice. He looked up at me and his eyes were glassy. "D-do you want a hug?" I was scared he'd be pissed at me. It was my fault. That's when he surprised me. He walked up to me and threw his arms around my shoulders and clung to me almost like a child when you threatened to drop them out of your arms, even though you were just pretending. My arms barely reached up to his shoulder blades but I held onto him just as tight. He needed comfort. Adalyn wasn't the best girlfriend, mostly into him because of his fame, but he loved her to pieces and that was more than enough. She was lucky enough to get that luxury.