It Was All For You, All For You And More [Vic Fuentes Book Two]

Hold on till May

I'm getting so anxious for December 6th!! I finally get to see PTV in concert after listening to them for 6 years!!! 6 years and I can FINALLY see them live!!! Anyone else going to see them in Vegas? Let me know if you are, we could meet up! Anyway, I love you all :*

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~Vic's POV~

After I explained everything that happened to Sally, she seemed to believe me. After almost thirteen years of not even talking to her and her hating me, she finally forgave me. We talked for a while, and she told me that she was sorry about never believing me, I of course told her it was fine, if I were in her position, I would have hated me too, Hell, I hate myself because of it in my position.

The guys and I had a few days off, after we had our concert in San Diego, that is. I wasn't too excited for the concert that night, I mean, I missed Paige so fucking much and I was really sad and was trying to hold back tears all day. I wouldn't be able to last on stage, with 90% of my songs being about Paige, that is.

After Sally left my room to hang out with Mike, I locked my door again and decided I wanted to get some sleep, hopefully while I was back at home I wouldn't have another dream about Paige.

I closed my eyes and began to drift.

I walked down the stairs of my parents' house and saw Paige standing there, looking at me with sad eyes. She looked just as beautiful as she did everyday. I finished walking down the stairs as tears started to fall down her beautiful face.

"Paige," I whispered as I grabbed one of her hands, it was ice cold. "I'm so sorry."

"N-no you're not... Please stop lying to me... I loved you, with my whole heart, but you hurt me... I can never forgive you, Vic." Paige replied as she pulled her hand away from me.

"Y-you don't understand," I said, holding back tears as I felt my heart break.

I reached my hand out to grab her hand but she turned away from me. "Vic, I do understand... You got bored of me, you got tired of me, you got annoyed, maybe you didn't even like me in the first place, but you moved on to Lisa... I understand.. You don't love me like I loved you, be-before my death..." Paige said slowly and quietly.

"N-no, it's not like that, I swear to God, it's not like that. I love you Paige, that day, Lisa kissed me, Mike knows this, he was there, and he saw me push her off of me... I love you with my whole heart, Paige, I promise." I let some tears fall down my cheek as I put my hand on Paige's shoulder. "I love you so damn much."

"Y-you're lying to me, again... I can't do this, Vic, you caused my death and you can't just take it back like it's nothing... You're the reason I'm dead. I hate you."

I woke up, breathing hard and covered in a cold sweat. I had different dreams like that, and they always hurt me, a lot. I didn't cheat on Paige, but she died thinking I did. However, it is my fault that Paige killed herself. All my fault.

I heard knocking on my door soon followed my Mike's voice, "Hey, get up we have a concert in a couple hours. We have to go." My little brother's voice bounced though my room.

"Okay," My groggy voice spoke, "I'll be out in a minute." I got out of my bed and quickly brushed my hair, fixed my shirt, and threw on my Vans then I was out my door.

I followed Mike the the car we would be using, but stayed silent, I was still upset about that dream. I was the cause of Paige's death, I was the reason she killed herself.

Everyone kept telling me, that it wasn't my fault, but I knew better. I knew that Paige hated herself, because of me. I read her suicide note, she had said in it, that it was my fault, probably because I "Cheated" on her, yelled at her, and left a bruise on her arm.. I never meant to hurt her. I never, ever meant to hurt Paige.