Find Me Hiding [Vic Fuentes]

Memory Mike

"Where the fuck have you been?" He shouted, throwing an empty beer bottle at me. I ducked, letting it crash against the wall behind me.

"I was with friends, studying." I said. It was mostly true. I was with Vic and Mike, just not studying.

"Since when the fuck did you have friends? You're a fucking liar!" He shouted yet again. I'm glad Vic didn't walk me home. I walked past my dad and into my room. I shut the door, and locked it, with the many locks I've bought over the years. I walked over to my dresser, opening the top drawer. I searched for the thin piece of metal, finally finding it in my sewing kit. I placed it on top of my dresser, then changing into pajamas. I sat on my bed, blade in my hand. I swiped it across my wrist, feeling the cold air against the fresh cut. I did it again and again until I went numb. I put the blade away, cleaned the blood off my arms, and curled into bed. 

        Tears rolled down my cheeks as I wished for things to be better. I wanted to be happy. I never remember being happy as a child. As I went through memories, I heard a banging on my door. The banging went on for at least ten minutes, when I finally got up and opened it. There he stood, in his drunken state. He slapped me across the face. 

"How dare you get a boyfriend!" He slapped me again. "How dare you betray me like that! I've been here for you, I've fed you and clothed you and given you a home and this is is what I get? This is how you repay me?" He screamed, pushing me to the ground. He started kicking my sides, laughing as he went.

"Please! Please stop! Ow, please! It really hurts, please stop!" I begged and screamed, but he kept going. "No, please! Someone help me!" 

"Lily! Lily!" His voice changed, it was worried and panicked. The kicking didn't stop, and I kept pleading.

"Lily! Lily! Wake up!" My eyes shot open, seeing Vic's face over me. His eyes were in a panicked state, open bigger than usual. "You were screaming in your sleep. You were telling something or someone that it hurt, to stop what they were doing." Vic explained as I regained my senses. I was on the couch of the bus, and the boys were sitting on the other side. Vic let me sit up. I rubbed my eyes and ran my fingers through my hair, processing what just happened. I was hot, my clothes soaked in my own sweat.

"Nightmare...I had a nightmare..." I said half-heartedly. Vic and the rest of them looked concerned, as if someone had committed suicide. I ran my hands over my wrists. The scars were still there, the little reminders of what he made me do. I looked down at them, tears rolling down the apples of my cheeks. Vic gently took my arms, examining the scars left over from years ago.

"I never knew, tha-that you did this." He gestured his head to my wrists. Mike nodded his no. 

"I don't anymore. He does it enough for me." Tony and Jaime looked utterly confused at the situation. I had assumed Vic informed them about me and our past, had he not? I explained my nightmare to them. 

"It was just a flashback. They happen, when I actually do sleep. It's not a big deal." I exclaimed, leaning back.

"No big deal? Lily, you might be depressed! This is a big deal! He's been chasing you for eight years!" Vic shouted, his temper obviously rising. I sighed, use to men being upset with me.

"Vic, calm down, bro. We'll handle it in the morning, okay? Now let the poor girl sleep, Lily's probably dead tired still." Mike suggested. Vic opened his mouth, but stopped himself from talking. Everyone got up and went to their bunks, yet Mike stayed behind with Vic and I.

"Come here, baby girl. I've missed you." Mike said, extending his arms. I practically jumped into his arms. Mike had changed. He had half his head shaved, and it was dark brown, almost black. Growing up, his hair was almost blonde. He had tattoos up his arms and neck, and a piercing between his upper lip and nose. I hugged Mike for what seemed like forever; we rocked back and forth. 

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" I asked Mike. I heard Vic sigh, and he walked past us upstairs.

"Yes, you can. And don't worry about Mr. Crabby Pants, Vic is just worried sick about you." I nodded as we went to his bunk.

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