Bulls In The Bronx ( A Vic Fuentes Fan Fic )

You Can't Just Throw Me Away

This is my first fan fiction, and I know it probably sucks, but I'm only putting this up for fun. :)

Chapter 1:

Hazel’s POV:

I woke up to the sound of banging on my door and a massive headache. I slowly sit up from my bed. Its only 4:30am? Who the hell could be at my door? I get up, not noticing I only have a big tee shirt and underwear on, I head downstairs. As I slowly walk down the hall, I grab my large pocket knife from my purse, whoever this is, I hope they can run fast.

“Hazel!” I hear a familiar voice yell. Vic? Why the hell is he here this early? We were supposed to hang out last night, but I told him I couldn’t because I felt sick. Only if he knew the truth… I wish I could tell him that I’ve cut myself for the last 5 years, but I’m so afraid he will just throw me away. I love him so much, and if I lost him, I would lose everything I have.

I get up to my door, look through the peep hole, where I see my beautiful, muscular best friend standing at the door. He looks like he’s been crying.. Probably crying about another break up. I open the door, and I see him standing there, looking me up and down with his eyes wide and glistening. That was when I realized I only had on a tee shirt, so I ran behind the door as fast as I could. “Vic, what the hell? Its 4:30 in the morning, what could you possibly want?”

Vic’s POV:

I was hanging around the house with the guys tonight, its like 3:30am. I swear these guys never leave my house! It was nothing different than any other night, Mike was making out with his girlfriend Shay on my couch, Jaime and Tony were playing with light sabers, and a couple of the guys from All Time Low were here watching the Ravens game. I only wish that Hazel could’ve came over, then I wouldn’t be so alone. She’s been acting kind of strange lately, I’m not really sure what’s wrong. I asked her to come over tonight, but she said she felt sick. I was thinking of going over there to take care of her, but I figured she didn’t want anyone around. While I was making my way to the kitchen, I noticed after Mike stopped sucking face with Shay that she looked worried. I wonder what’s wrong? She’ll probably tell me later, usually she talks to me about everything, and we’ve kind of always been that way. As I start to clean up the kitchen, I hear Shay walk in and close the door behind her. “Vic…. I need to tell you something. Its really important..” As the words left her mouth, my heart sank into my stomach. Is something wrong with Hazel? Is she okay? My heart is beating so fast, I’m pretty sure Shay can hear it.

“What’s wrong?”

“Its Hazel…”

“What about Hazel?”

Shay keeps looking at the floor. She’s biting her nails, which tells me there is something she doesn’t want to say. My hands are shaking. What could be wrong that would make Shay so scared?

“Shay, what is wrong with Hazel?”