Chemical Kids and Mechanical Brides (Pierce The Veil Fan Fic)

I Don't Care If Your Contagious

Chapter 3

~VICS P.O.V~

“What the fuck is up Colorado?!” I screamed into the microphone. The crowd was going wild. I always loved hearing the crowd go insane when the band and I come out on stage. We began playing Hell Above. The crowds started moshing and the girls were screaming and jumping up and down. We were almost through the song when I saw a girl lying on the ground being trampled. Her friend was desperately trying to push everyone out of the way but it was clear it wasn’t working. She was bleeding pretty badly and everyone was still paying attention to us. Something came over me and I just had to help her.

“Someone help her! Everyone get off!” Suddenly everything went quiet. “Someone’s got to help her now!” I jumped down into the crowed and pushed through everyone including the security that was trying to hold me back.

“Vic stop! What are you doing? Don’t go down there!” I heard Tony call for me from the stage.

“We have to help her! Get down here!” I called back to him.

Jaime started talking into the microphone, “Everyone in the audience I need you to separate yourselves from Vic and that girl! Give them some space!” He pointed to the girl that was lying on the ground and mostly everyone split into their separate sides of her and I besides a couple people who were curious about what was going on.

I scooped her up in my arms and started running to the closest emergency tent. Some fans tried running up to me but when they saw the girl in my arms they stopped and backed away. I kept running and pushing people out of my way.

I finally got to the emergency tent and laid her down on one of the hospital beds. “Someone hurry and help her!” Some people ran over to her and pushed me away so they could have their space. I was out of breath but I didn’t care. To help a fan is something I would never pass up, ever. But for some reason this girl was overwhelming. She was something special. She was different. There was something about her that made her stand out from all the others.

My thoughts were shattered when Tony came running into the tent. “Dude what the hell?!”

“Sorry. I just had to. She could have died out there. She was being stepped all over and she was bleeding really badly and no one seemed to care. I couldn’t let a fan die at one of our concerts. I feel bad that she was hurt let alone being killed.” I was looking down at this mysterious girl and she looked so peaceful sleeping. Despite all her bruises and bandages that covered her body she looked beautiful.

I looked back up at Tony and he’s just staring at me. “Dude if you haven’t realized, you stopped a whole concert filled will thousands of people for just one person.” I guess I didn’t even realize that. I just saw her laying hopeless on the ground. I couldn’t just stand there and let her suffer.

“Are all our fans still there?” I hated disappointing our fans. They came all this way and they are going to get the show that they paid for.

“Yes. Jaime is sitting on stage telling jokes.” Tony laughed a little at the thought and so did I.

“Those poor people. We better go. The show must go on right?” Tony nodded and started walking out of the tent. I followed him but before I stepped back outside I looked back at the girl. Tony put his hand on my shoulder.

“Look, if it makes you feel better we can come back here after the show and if she’s up to it she can come back to the bus with us okay?” I smiled at Tony and we walked out of the tent.

When we got back to the stage Jaime was sitting criss cross applesauce with a microphone in his hand laughing his ass off. Not much of the other crowd was laughing except him.

“Oh god. We better go save those people before another one of them get hurt.” Me and Tony laughed and then ran up on stage. The crowd went wild once again and Jaime got up glaring at me for interrupting his jokes.

“Sorry about that Colorado! Now let’s get this fucking started!”

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“Great show guys.” I high fived all the guy and sat down on one of the stools backstage. Mike and Jaime pulled up a in front of me and put their hands under their chins and leaned in like it was story time or something. I looked at them confused.

“What do you guys want?” I pushed Jaime back a little because he was staring to get a little too close.

Mikes eyes narrowed. “Come on fool. You know what we want. What was that all about?”

“Yeah amigo, tell us everything. Why did you stop the whole concert just to help that girl?” Jaime leaned in again.

“She looked helpless. She could have died if I wouldn’t have helped her. I had to. I couldn’t just let a fan lie on the ground and be trampled.” I looked down at the ground and took a drink of the water I was holding.

“Whatever you say amigo.” Jaime got up and pulled Mike with away with him.

I sighed. I have to go back and see if she’s okay. I can’t get my mind off her. I have to make sure she’s okay one more time before I let her go. I got up and started walking to the Emergency Tent.

~Mollie’s P.O.V~

I woke up and my head was pounding. I blinked my eyes and squinted at the bright light. I looked at my arms and they were bandaged up. I could feel my leg burning and shots of pain went through them.Of course this would happen to me. Especially at Warped Tour; so much for best day ever. I sighed and sat up. I got dizzy really fast but I blinked it away. I’m not passing out again.

“Mollie! Your awake! Are you okay? Do you remember anything?!” I heard Mikayla’s voice to the side of me. I look over and I could tell she was crying before this. Her eyes were red and puffy and her nose was red too. Her hair was tangled and messy. I could tell she was running her hands through it a lot.

“Hey Mikayla. Don’t worry I’m okay. I’m just a little dizzy.” I showed a weak smile and then laid back down.

“Do you remember who saved you?” I looked over at her and she had a little smile on her face.

“Um… no I don’t really remember.” Her smile turned into a frown but then she started getting jumpy in her chair. She opened her mouth but before she could say anything someone walked in. Her mouth dropped and she tensed up.

I looked over at the door but the sun was so bright that I had to squint to make out anything. I could only see a figure of a man with long hair. He looked short and he was wearing a snapback. My eyes finally got used to the brightness and the figure started to become clearer. My mouth dropped open just like Mikayla’s did.

It was Vic Fuentes.

I looked over at Mikayla and she pointed at him.

“It was him.”

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Yay. New part! I hope you guys liked it c: Sorry for leaving a clif hanger last chapter. I decided I wouldn't let you be in suspense for very long so here ya go ^-^