vic looked at me.
"take as much money as you can and run" he said
"but-"
"but nothing." he said, looking at me with his big brown eyes
"vic i-" i said, tears filling my eyes
he took my gun and put it to my head to make it look as if he was making me help him rob this bank, but really i wanted to.
shit
i hated crying
"i love you" he practically screamed as police officers came up from behind and grabbed him, "you're under arrest!"
eventually i was being led to another car, and being drove back to my apartment building.
"young lady, fourth floor, apartment 69" the kind woman said.
that was vic and the guys apartment
oh my god
as soon as i got inside their apartment i flopped onto vic's bed, my sobs heavy as i got under the covers. they smelled like the cologne he always wore and the bed was still unmade. i stayed there for what felt like forever, crying until i had no tears left.
Roger Rabbit by Sleeping With Sirens started playing off my phone, it was my ringtone at the time. i picked up my phone, confused as to who would be calling me.
"kara" was the first thing i heard
the voice was vics
"this is my one phone call. listen" he said. i was speechless. "first of all i didn't tell you something. i have a daughter. she's 4 and she currently lives with jaime's parents house. take care of her if you can. her name is Isabelle." he said, his voice rough.
"you're gonna do me a favor okay?" he asked
"w-what is it?" i asked
"you're busting us out of this hell hole. go under my bed. this prison is so small. there's literally 3 other people here other than the guys and i. get the gun and come down."
"y-you want me to shoot them?"
"no no babygirl, we're gonna scare them"
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KING FOR A DAY - VIC FUENTES
Fanfiction"and i ask myself, why do i still pray? will it ever end? and who fucking cares' Kara lived in a dumpy apartment building in the worst part of town. there were always shootings and crime and death and all the worst. Vic always dreamed about being r...
