Give Me Love

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Alysha's P.O.V

I found myself staring out Mike's window for a long time. What I didn't notice were the tears streaming down my face. I quickly attempted to wipe them away, but before I could I heard footsteps walking up to Mike's room. "Ally." Vic whispered, his voice cracking. I had a break down, and I felt like a total bitch for taking it out on Vic. "Please come here." He continued. I turned around to face him and my heart broke. His cheeks were stained with tears and his eyes were blood shot. I ran over to him and jumped in his embrace. He comfortingly wrapped his arms around me. We didn't speak. We just stood there. Enjoying eachother's company. I felt his tears fall onto my shoulder, and what ever was left of my heart broke then. I lifted his face up to meet mine, and looked him in the eyes.

"Don't cry over me. I'm so sorry baby." I whispered, wiping tears away from his under his eyes. I can't believe I did this to him. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He cried, pulling me back into our hug. I buried my head in the crook of his neck, and listened to his unsteady breathing. "Can we go to bed now?" He asked. I nodded my head, and intertwined our fingers as we walked off towards his room. I laid closest to the wall, and Vic slowly made his way next to me. He pulled my close to him, and rested his forehead on mine. "Can you answer me honestly?" He asked nervously. "Yes." I replied without hesitation.

"Did you hurt yourself tonight?" He asked, looking into my eyes. His eyes contained more than tears and that brilliant brown color. They had pain. It was hard not to feel anything.

I looked back up at him and nodded lightly. "I just scratched." I said, trying to make things better. He took my wrist in his hand and pushed away a few bracelets. The scratch I made earlier was worse than I thought, but still not the most terrible one I've created. He slowly brought my wrist to his lips and kissed my scars. "Please, don't do this." He whispered, setting my wrist back down. I felt tears slip from my eyes and he silenced my cries by crashing his lips to mine. I kissed him back with passion and longing. We both knew that tonight wasn't about sex and that it wasn't going to happen. But I didn't care. I just wanted to let him know that I was sorry.

We didn't go any farther than just making out. I mean, we were both in a bad condition to do anything more. We pulled away and went back to our previous position with our foreheads resting on eachothers. "What else is going on in your life?" He asked, resting his hands on my upper thighs. No more lying or hiding things. It's time to be honest.

"I'm behind on rent for my apartment, that dream last night seemed so real, I'm out of a job, and the urges. Oh god, the urges are coming back." I cried, burying my head in his chest. "We can get through this together. I won't let you fall. I love you to much to let anything bad happen to you ever again. Do you hear me? If you get kicked out of your apartment, you can live with me. I'll help you find a new job, and I won't leave you behind. Okay?" He assured me, bringing his hands up to my waist. I felt like crying. No one has ever been this supportive of me. People just come and go whenever they please, and they think it's okay. Not Vic. I feel like he actually cares. Like I'm safe when I'm with him.

"Okay." I replied, believing him.

I woke up the next morning surprisingly without being woken up in the middle of the night from nightmares. I turned around to see a sleeping Vic next to me, his hair slightly falling into his face. I carefully climbed over him without waking him up, and went down the hall to shower. Since it was Christmas eve, Mike, Jaime, and Tony would be over here this afternoon so we can spend Christmas together. I was really excited for Vic to see what I got him. I just knew he'd love it.

It didn't take long for me to shower, so I was basically out of the shower as soon as I got in. I looked at my reflection in the mirror for a minute. My hair had been getting longer. It was now up to my waist, and I loved it.

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