The Broken Condoms

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I'm crying wtf

Vic point of view, a year and some months later (they're in college now )

"Man, fuck off. This looks good." Jared said, gesturing down his body to his neon pink zebra tights.

"No, shut the fuck up, take those off now. We're not an 80's metal band and I'm not going on stage with someone dressed like that." Lynn said, shaking her head at him. He tilted his head inquisitivly.

"Oh so just take them off huh? You want me to take them off Lynn? Okay, okay," Jared said as he started to take his shoes off, keeping eye contact with Lynn. His raised eyebrows and half smirk oozed sarcasm as Lynn shook her head.

"I didn't mean here you fucking bozo." She exhaled, rolling her eyes but it was too late, Jared had stripped off his skin tight leggings and was now swinging them around over his head, shaking his butt and spinning while Kellin, who was on my lap, whooped and hollered.

"Seriously Jared? Fu-"

"You like this Lynn? This what you wanted? How do you feel about this?" Jared cut her off, wearing that same cocky expression as he scooted his butt in her direction.

"I feel like I'm gunna kick you in your unprotected balls if you don't get some damn normal pants on." She said, taking a threatening step toward him.

With that, Jared was out the door to put on some other pants he had brought, yelling the whole time about how Lynn's threatened by his sexiness. Lynn went after him, arguing about why those pants were no good, yelling parts in Spanish due to frustration. He knew just how to get to her.

Currently we sat back stage at a bar off campus, awaiting our time to perform. In the past year we'd done some gigs here and there, made a point to get together and write some music, learn some songs together. We had a mix off three covers and three original songs for tonight, two of them being the ones from the camp. At first we didn't think we'd really do anything with our music but one day on a Skype group call we decided we wanted to try and play a gig. That was about eight months ago and this was our tenth one. From small house parties, bars, school functions, even Kellins choir concert once, to a few football games- we had slowly been putting ourselves out there, uploading things to YouTube and all. People at school and work asked me about the band all the time.

We had made sure to do a gig in each one of our hometowns so we could build a fan base in each one and spread our name, sometimes doing gigs in the middle of two and inviting people from both area. Kellin and Emily had spent countless night up until 3 making online posters and printing them. We even had an Instagram page with like 1000 followers which doesn't seem like much, but it meant A lot.

Graduation had been something, we'd all made it to each other's graduation, loosing our voices for each other yelling. I'd tried to make it to as many of Kellins choir performances as possible and all the others little things as well. And on nights when we all sat on Skype chats writing and brainstorming, I finally felt fully supported in a way I never had. During work I'd sit and play our songs and hand out our YouTube to those who asked, I'd put up fliers around school and work and asked my mom to tell some of her coworkers.

Kellin and I were doing great, we had endured some tough spots, fights and days were we didn't or couldn't talk but we made it work because we really wanted to. On boring days at work I'd stay on the phone with him, sometimes just in silence, enjoying each other. We sent each other monthly cute cards or small gifts in the mail, opening them together on skype. I met Kellins parents and he met mine, who of course embarrassed me and adored him. Things were going perfect, even on the days when they weren't.