Fix You [Vic Fuentes]

Chapter 11

Song of the chapter: Hell Above by Pierce The Veil

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Chapter name: Never Let Go.

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Kayleigh's POV

I sat in the cafeteria, staring at the lid on my coffee cup, showing no expression or emotion what-so-ever. My eyes felt heavy, and water would well up in them every few minutes, for no apparent reason. My chest threw small pains up my back every time I breathed in, which slightly confused me because it hadn't happened in a long time. I didn't really want to see Vic today, but at the same time I did. Although he never failed to make me feel like shit, I wanted to help him even if he didn't let me. I don't know what happened to him,but I want to find out, not in the way that I can use it against him but so I can figure out a way to make the situation less painful. I couldn't stop thinking about all the times he had insulted me, but in a way I am glad he even started talking. Sometimes I wish he'd just be nice.

There weren't many people in here, just a few other counsellors and physiatrists, maybe a few patients here and there. Most of the time they're in here for a gossip session, which they have tried to get me to take part in, but I refuse to bow down to the social convention that is gossip. They talk about their patients, and how self centred they are, which I don't understand how someone going through mental and emotional pain, be self centred but its quite rude how they talk negatively behind their backs. It's not allowed either, when you apply for a job here, you sign a contract. And in that contract it states that nothing about your patient should be spoken to anyone besides said patient. Even if it weren't a regulation I still wouldn't talk about Vic in that way, or even think that way about him. His problems are between him and myself. And the way that its heading, I think it will just be between himself and his blade.

I traced my finger around the lid of the coffee cup, not really wanting to drink anything anymore, thinking about what I could do today since I am only due at Vic's around one o'clock. I hadn't the slightest clue what I was going to be put through, I just hope he'll lay off and give me a break. One thing I dread doing today, is getting him to eat. I have tried once, and I know that he won't but I need to get him to eat. Not just because its regulation but because I care about him and his health. I haven't really gotten a clear sighting of him, but he is extremely thin. So thin I am afraid he'll drop dead any second. It hurts seeing someone you care about destroying themselves from the inside out. And he'll probably insist that he is fat, or fine but he sees something completely different to what I do. He may see fat, but I see deathly thin. And it's not just how thin he is getting that's worrying me, it's his cuts. It's scaring me so bad, I am afraid to even say anything, because I might trigger something in his head. I just hope he realises that what he is doing, isn't just affecting himself but also affecting the people around him.

I heard a small whimper come from the table next to me, breaking me from my wondering mind. I looked over and saw the red headed girl from yesterday sitting there, crying. Her make-up smeared down her cheeks, and her hands were trembling on the table in front of her. She looked down at the floor, while tears rolled down her face. Without thinking I stood up, and sat in the chair opposite her. I can't exactly remember her name, but I wanted to know what happened.

"Hey, um, are you alright? No wait. Stupid question. Let's try that again" I cursed to myself, and looked up to her and tried my word phrasing all over again, "Hey, um, what happened?" A small smile appeared on her face and she took in a deep breath before her eyes went wide.