Fix You [Vic Fuentes]

Chapter 28

Song of the Chapter: You Ruin Me by The Veronicas

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Name of the Chapter: The Betrayal

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Kayleigh's POV

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Weeks had passed and I still wanted to rip off Vic's balls. Not only because I hated him from sleeping with Janice, but so he couldn't sleep with her again. I am still yet to express how angry I am with him, but I have been pushing it to the back of my mind because that means I would have tell him how I feel. And the thing is, I don't know how I feel. Anyway, regardless if I like him or not, I wouldn't like him and Janice together.

Vic went out to at least four parties with her, and he continues to attend every time she asks, even though the morning after he would regret what ever he had done the night before more than the last time. I am not sure what happened at those parties, and I am 100% positive that I don't want to find out. But I have a feeling that it's not something my mother would approve of. Not that I value her opinion anyway.

Now, it was Wednesday the 16th of April (2014) and it has been nearly two months since we had been here at the cabin. And nearly every night Janice has been out. I honestly don't get how she can go out every night, I can't even go out to the shops without wanting to crawl into a small cocoon of hatred and food. She is wasting her life away, and she won't live that long of she continues what she's doing. But, if she does want to do that all her life, that's her choice and I can't change that. I just really hope she doesn't bring Vic down with her.

Vic was sleeping, so I was watching a random Japanese dating show in the lounge room. Because on Saturday mornings/afternoons the only things on TV are cooking shows, which I show no interest in or the Punjabi news, which is a language I can't speak. Last night Vic had gone to a party, again, so I had the house to myself last night. Which is why the house is so clean. I don't think I have mentioned that I clean when I'm nervous. Most people bight their nails, or pick at their clothing, or even bight their lips. But no, I have to clean.

I had already eaten this morning, and done the dishes. So I didn't have anything to do, besides watching Japanese people find love, and trying not to cry because I was nearly 24 and never been in a serious relationship. Sure, I have had a few boy friends while I was in college, but it was for a few months. And spread out over a time period of four years. So I was kind of a lonely ass bitch whose never fallen in love.

I'm not a virgin though, nope, that ship sailed a long time ago. Just before I went to college. At a house party. And I wasn't even drunk so, I was actually proud of myself for that. Vic and I are twins, we both lost our V cards at a party. Except I was 17 and Vic was 20.

Speaking of Victor a.k.a sleeping beauty, I had to wake him up. It was nearly 11:30,so it was wakey wakey time. I jumped up from my seat on the couch and walked into his room, and opened the door slowly, peeking into the room just to make sure he was asleep. Which he was. He was laying on his stomach, his hands resting underneath his head and his hair had fallen in front of his face, making it blow up every time he breathed out. The sun reflected off his shiny hair, making him look like he was on fire. Like a child of satan.

I tiptoed into the room, laying on the opposite side of the bed to Vic, putting my face right next to his and shaking him.

"Oh, Victor" I whispered into his ear, "its time to wake up"