Hearts on fire. (A Vic Fuentes Fanfiction)

"It just breaks my heart to see things like that."

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"Everything will be ok. I promise." Vic's soft sound sort of soothes me. But how can he promise it? he is not me. so how can he understand?

"Can you? you can promise it?" My eyes shift up to meet his brown ones. Sympathy and pity, cover his face. I dont want it. i want to forget about it. im a new woman now i dont want anyones pitty.

"I can." He smiles simply. Just as if everything was that simple.

By now, my head is resting on his shoulder and his arm is protectivly wrapped around me.

I didnt tell him i had a flashback.

i didnt tell him what happened either.

he just cradled me, and let me cry on him.

If im honest, it felt good. i felt sort of better after i cried it all out.

i hope he understands.

I glance at my phone and realise its 8:30, SHIT.

i have to be at soundcheck at 9. i immediatly stand up wiping my cheeks.

"im so sorry Vic, i have to run we have sound check at 9 and i need to get showerd and everything. Get my number of Alex if you want to text. Thanks though dude. It means alot." i lean down and kiss his cold cheek bone. A glimmering smile forms on his face, and it does the same to mine.

My heart seems to flutter on impact on the kiss.

its weird how im so broken, yet someone, some stranger can make me feel so compact, alive. the smile is something i cant remove from my face, and i cant seem to remove the butterflies. but i dont want to.

~Vic's P.O.V~

She just stood up almost instantly after she looked at her phone. Something must have clicked in her. She seemed fine before and then, hell... She just cried. My heart crumbles to see her like this.

Sure, i don't know whats wrong, or what happened. Or how she got the scars. But she must be strong. But people cant be strong all the time.

I promised her everything will be alright. She more than likely wont believe me, but i tried.

i mean, as a band we get stuff like that all the time. People give us, razors.. letters.. on how we saved their life. All because of our sound. our lyrics.

its a lifechanging thing really.

When she kissed my cheeks i swear i was on cloud 9. Like, ive never felt so nervous, so happy at the same time. I dont even know what shes doing to me.

"Vic what are you doing man?" Tony clears through the distance sitting beside me on the bench.

"Just uhh. Thinking you know?" i turn to face him and smile lightly, whilst he looked confused.

"And since when did Victor Vincent Fuentes think?" He cockily remarks.

"Well all the time!" i laugh digging my hands into my jean pockets.

"Did i see Harp walking off?"

"umm, yeah. Their on mainstage arent they today. She had to be at soundcheck for nine."

"so are you both okay now then or what?"

"i hope so, i mean earlier i said something and it was like, something just triggerd in her and she just burst out the tears, bro. I didnt know what to do apart from comfort her. She has so many scars on her wrists and thighs and it  just breaks my heart to see things like that." i sigh deeply looking down.

Tone seemed to sort of understand, he isnt the comforting type of dude. Hes more of the listener.

I want her to let me in. To tell me. But she wont. i want her to just be happy and not have a single worry.

this is going to be a rough mission.