Love Won't Last Forever (Sequel to FWLF)

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

“Hey Kells” I heard a voice say, I spun around to see it was Mike.

“Oh hey,” my voice was timid. We hadn’t talked since when he blew up on me and their house. The thought of that night made me shiver.

“Can we talk? I wanted to earlier but a lot was going on” he said gesturing towards the house, which Vic and I have finally finished putting everything together.

“Sure come on,” I said and led him down the hallway. It still amazed me how Vic did all this for me. He keeps reminding me to take things one day at a time and I guess although I feel like a child he’s completely right, I shouldn’t rush to get things better right away, give it time and it will heal.

“The place is looking nice.” Mike spoke while he sat down on the couch; I sat on the small love seat to right of it. I didn’t answer though, simply nodded. The talk we were about to have was going to be an awkward and very serious one, that’s for fucking sure. “Is Vic home?” he asked me.

“No he just left, I thought that’s how you got in” I said in confusion, not even here a month and Mike has already picked the lock to get in.

“No, the door was unlocked… Anyway” he chuckled “I’m really sorry that I freaked at you it’s just… After you and Vic broke up he was a mess”

“A mess?”

“I mean, he was really awful, don’t tell Vic I’m telling you this cause I’m sure he doesn’t want you to know but he got really bad Kells, like really bad. He wouldn’t talk or smile at anyone, and if he was then it was him yelling or him faking a smile. It really scared the shit out of all of us. We thought he was going to quit the band and…” he trailed off, Mike’s voice sounded so sad and so scared. It was a voice I wasn’t used to and a voice I never wanted to hear again. “We thought he was going to kill himself. Jaime would tell us about how he would talk about you when he was drunk, and he was drunk a lot. I wouldn’t say to the point of being an alcoholic but uh, it was fucking scary. Anyways I was just terrified that would happen again. I couldn’t handle Vic going through that, I mean it was bad enough seeing you when you first came here. You contemplated killing yourself Kells… Again. I wouldn’t want two of my brothers to end their own lives…” his eyes were flooding with tears and it hurt my heart to see Mike like this. I blinked back the tears that threatened to fall.

I understand that he was protecting his brother and Mike didn’t know anything that was going on in that time of my life so it’s understandable he’d freak. Also I just wanted this shit to be over with already. It hurts that Mike would think I’m that horrible of a person but forgive and forget.

“It’s okay,” I replied, I contemplated apologizing but decided against it. What would I be sorry for? Sorry for getting raped? Sorry for not telling you about the most traumatizing experience in my life? “We’re good.” He smiled and the tears in his eyes were gone.

“Thank you” he said and stood up to hug me “Now don’t tell Vic I told you that, he probably wants to seem like he’s tough or whatever goes on in his head.”

“I won’t tell him, but thank you for telling me” I said, and with that he left.

I walked upstairs and flopped onto mine and Vic’s bed. It was warm and cozy; even though it was only around 6pm I wanted to sleep. That was until I heard the front door open and Vic’s sweet voice calling for my name. After quickly re-gaining myself and brushing my hair I waked downstairs to see Vic unloading some bags from the kitchen, I guess he brought home dinner. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him from behind. He made a cute laugh before spinning around and pecking me on the lips.