Feeling Small (Vic Fuentes Fanfic) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 10

Note: Trigger warning!! I talk about Kai's condition and yeah, it was kind of triggering for me to type it out, but seriously anorexia is definitely not glamorous in any way. 

 "Kai, it's Casey. You and Mikey need to come down here quick! Vic got into a fight and it's really bad" he yelled into the phone.

"Where are you?" I demanded jumping out of bed and grabbing my purse.

"Morgan's Pub, hurry it looks bad" he said before hanging up.

I ran to Mikey's room, not even knowing he was home. He was asleep in his bed when I turned on the lights and ripped the blankets off of him. Thank goodness he was wearing boxers; I was actually pretty amazed that he even slept with clothes on.

"Dude, what the hell?" he yelled, blocking out the bright light.

"Casey called, Vic's in trouble, let's go!" I said in a hurry. He looked at me with wide eyes and jumped out of bed pulling on a pair of sweatpants, not even bothering with a shirt and following me into my black BMW.

We pulled into the pub that was 5 minutes away from my house and jumped out as soon as I put the car into park.

"Mikey, whatever happens, don't get hurt. I can't have both of you in the hospital" I told him honestly.

"Trust me, nothing's going to happen to me" he said reassuringly.

I spotted Casey, Tony and Jaime in the corner and dragged Mike towards them. As soon as I reached them I saw Vic sitting on a bench with a fat lip, and a bruise across his cheek.

"What the hell happened?" I yelled.

Before anyone could answer me, I felt someone grab me by the back of my shirt and drag me towards them.

"Forget this guy, you should come home with me" a guy who looked about 25 years old, with dark brown hair and arms full of tattoos said. I could smell the alcohol on his breath and almost gagged. He pushed a stray lock of hair out of my face and caressed my cheek. I stood there in shock not knowing what to do. My brain was screaming at me to kick in the balls or something but my body wouldn't budge

"Let her go" I heard Vic yell.

The guy smirked at him and grabbed my arm tightly.

"She's yours huh? Stealing all the girls tonight, aren't you?" he laughed menancingly. The next thing I knew, Vic lunged at the guy and punched him square in the face. The guy took a few steps back before wiping the blood that was running down his lip. He turned around and slapped me hard across the face making me fall over. Both Vic and the guy started throwing punches at each other, and I yelled at both of them to stop.

Mikey and Tony slammed the guy against the wall pinning him down, as Jaime wrapped his arms around Vic from behind restraining him. Casey was on the phone probably calling the cops.

"Don't fucking touch my brother asshole!" Mikey yelled in the guys face. Even though Mike and Tony were skinny as hell, they were really strong.

The cops came and arrested the guy and talked to a few witnesses, but thank goodness they didn't arrest Vic, but they did give him a warning.

"You okay?" Casey asked me, helping me off the floor. I nodded slowly, not trusting my voice. I was in so much pain, not only from where the guys slapped me, but my whole body was aching.

Casey called a cab home, and the rest of us piled back into my BMW with Mike driving.

"What the hell happened?" Mike demanded, after we sat silently in the car.