Darling You'll be Okay

Chapter 5: Inside Out and Back Again part 2

Vic's POV

It felt like just another night. Just another show to do before moving on to the next town. Little did I know,  that was the night that my life would change.

We walked up to the venue. I could feel everyone's eyes on my band and I as we were walking. It was freaking me out less each time, but it didn't stop the tingling sensation from going down my spine as the fans tried to reach out and touch me.

To calm myself, I thought about our plans for after the meet and greet tonight. Jaime said that someone had told him about a supposedly cool club in town and he wanted to check it out. Especially since none of us had a better plan.

We played a really good show. I made a few jokes to the broadband Jaime jumped amazingly high... backwards. As I sang the last song that night, I caught the eyes of a cute blonde in the crowd. She was staring up at the set with amazement in her eyes, and when she caught me staring, overlooked down while her cheeks turned a shade of deep crimson.

I saw a tall brunette walk up to her when the set was over, and she chattered excitedly while the blonde nodded along quietly.

After I watched them wander off, Jaime scared me when he came up quietly behind me and asked, "Seeing anything you like?" "What the he'll Jaime? You scared the living daylights out of me!" "I don't see how," he replied, "I tripped about a hundred times." Okay, so maybe it wasn't quietly, but I he been focused on something else at that moment. Don't judge.

At the meet and greet, I was glad to see the blonde again. She was so much prettier up close. Her dark blonde hair had many bleach blonde highlights. When she got up to us, her green flecked hazel eyes sparkled with laughter as her friend joked about my height.

I looked at her wrist and saw what looked like a scar, but it was partially hidden by a bracelet. Just to get a closer look, I said, "Hey, that's a cool bracelet!" while I reached for her hand. She jerked away. Yep, definitely a scar. "I just wanted to see it." I said, grabbing her hand. I flipped it over. "Oh." There were so many scars and fresh cuts on her arm.

She jerked away and took off running. Her friend called after her. When she was a few yards away, I saw something silver fall out of her pocket. A razorblade. I heard her friend whisper something as I yelled for her to stop. She ran off and her friend and I chased after her, but she soon disappeared.

After search at least an hour, I found her friend crying in a corner as Tony and Jaime tried to cheer her up. I walked over to her and she told me about her friend. We decided that she had probably locked herself in the bathroom and we saw that we were right when we saw her exit the bathroom. I went to follow her leaving Tony and Jaime to cheer up her friend as I turned to follow her. As I walked away, I rubbed the scars on my wrist, remembering every kiss from my razorblades.