I will soon forget the color of your eyes (in editing)

chapter 5

*Vic’s view*

Last night was a complete blur. I don’t know what happened last night. I don’t know how kellin and mike ended up on jack’s bedroom floor. I don’t know what I did last night or what I said. Let’s just say, that I was so high and drunk I woke up not even remembering my name. Luckily about an hour of sobering up my name finally came back but last night’s memory did not.

I rummage through jacks pantry and fish out some stale cereal. I go back to the bed room to wake everyone as I shove this mystery cereal into my mouth. Surprisingly it was really good, probably because I was still semi high. When I reach the room I see jack rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Jack stretches and accidentally rolls off his bed onto a sleeping kellin. Kellin groans and lazily pushes jack off of him and stretches too. I continue eating the food like popcorn in a movie theater. Jack looks at me confused.

“What?” I ask popping so more food in my mouth and chew it.

“Um…why are you eating Luke’s food?” I look down at the bag closely and make out the little shaped food. Bones. I have been eating dog food like it was an after school snack. I quickly drop the bag and don’t quite know what to do with myself.

“So uh…what happened last night?” I ask taking no one in particular. I take a seat on the bed. Kellin looks up at me from the ground and blushes before running to the bathroom.

“Ok. What happened?” I kick mike awake. He lets out a groan before sitting up and beams a smile up at me.

“I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again… you victor, are a horny drunk.” He steadily gets up and gathers his keys before going to find kellin. I rub my temples with my hands before fixing my hair in the mirror and grab my phone off the kitchen table.  Kellin and mike walk out the door towards the car and I yell my good byes to jack while I close the front door following my neighbor and brother. Mike decided that he would go over and play video games with kellin while I got my punishment for leaving the house and not answering my parent’s calls. When really they should be showering me with apologize and gifts and feeding me grapes to try to make up what they said. I can’t believe that my mom would send mike after me when it was her fault that I left. When I stepped inside the house mama and papa were in the living room sitting in front of the tv.

“Mama? Papa?” I call out. They turn around and smile like nothing ever happened.

“holla, victor. How was jacks?” mama asks picking up hers and papas plates off the coffee table and into the kitchen. Like what the actual fuck?

“Are you guys seriously going to pretend that last night didn’t happen? That you didn’t practically call your oldest son a burden? And why did you send mike after me and not come for me yourself!?” I feel my blood begin to boil as I continue to verbally vomit my feeling that I’ve been bottling up.

“I don’t understand why you blame mike for my wrong doings! He has done nothing but give and give to you guys and you just GIVE him a punishment for something that I did! He gets straight A’s and tries his hardest to be the best son he can be but you don’t even notice do you? I bet you didn’t know that he has had a girlfriend for over a year and refuses to bring her around because he knows that as soon as he steps through that door he will get screamed at! i also bet that you didn’t know that he is bi and had a boyfriend for over three months, but once again you only look at his faults and my fault and fucking blame it on him!” I take a deep breath knowing that I will not get my message across with screaming at my already terrified parents. “Stop blaming mike. Stop only seeing the bad in him and start seeing the good. I know that I’m not the best brother and son in the world but I try to be at least decent, mike strives for perfection. I just want what’s best for my little brother rather than what’s best for me. I not a child anymore I can take care of myself, just please try to be good parents to mike as much as he tries to be a good son to you” I finish feeling satisfied and walk upstairs to my bedroom, leaving a pair of very stunned parents behind me. I shut my door and realize that I haven’t had a shower in two days, making me feel grosser by the second. But my thoughts quickly alter when I feel my phone buzz and see that jack texted me