TW:SAD AND DEPRESSING CONTENT.
THIS GOES FOR ALL PARTS
Vikk's POV
I clean my house lazily. The boys will be here tomorrow and my house was a bit of a mess.
I hadn't talked to them since the Skype call. "Fuck" I mutter under my breathe, accidentally cutting my finger on a safety pin.
Blood came out of the cut in little tiny droplets. It stung slightly as i just stare at it.
I run my finger over the cut, it stinging more and the blood droplets coming back.
I sight, staring at the safety pin, i pick it up while closing it and sticking it into my pocket.
God, what am I even doing.
-Time Skip-
I drive down to the station to pick up the boys. My hands grip the steering wheel tightly, my fingers turning white.
I could feel my wrists sting as i come up to a red right. I let go of the wheel and roll up my sleeves.
The scratching had caused red marks, which stung quite a bit. I sigh and roll it back down.
I can easily drive with one hand so i left the other one down on my lap. I pull up at another red light, my phone goes off.
I glance down at the message and see that Jerome messaged me that they were there.
I finally get to the airport and notice the group of boys sitting on the pavement. They notice my car and stand up.
Jerome looks quite happy to see me, Lachlan and Mitch look scared and guilty, Preston look distracted and Rob was just smiling.
Jerome luckily hops in the front, Lachlan and Preston behind me while the other 2 sit in the very back.
I was pretty scared for the whole trip.
I have no clue how I'll hide my arms in this weather.
