I woke up on my bed, the rain was still pouring outside. I hate all this. Vic and Danielle are gone, half the city is mourning and depressed, me and Mike have to go to therapy, my self-harm urges are coming back stronger, and we're pretty much all fucked. The guy that killed Vic what ever happened to him, no jail time just a fine. He fucking killed a man. One of the greatest men the world has ever seen. Vic was a hero, some people say that he and Pierce The Veil saved their life. Everywhere I went, when someone saw me they gave me the look. You know the one when they saw they're sorry with their eyes.
God you vulture.
I heard a knock on the door. I went to the door to see who it was. Vic's neighbor, Jean. I decided to open up a bit. She was a very kind woman, good with helping out on the emotional scale of things.
"Oh, Brendon, I'd didn't realize you lived here now," Jean said when I opened the door.
"Yeah, Danielle gave it to me," I said.
"I've heard about everything, I'm so sorry especially for you and Mike. Vic and Danielle were so kind," Jean knew I would be sensitive to the topic for years so she chose her wording carefully. "I should get going, try to have at least an okay day."
"Thank you, Jean," I hugged her. "I'll send your regards to Mike."
"Stay strong, Brendon," Jean left.
I'll try, Jean, I'll try to stay strong.
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