Picking Up The Pieces {COMPLETED} (A Vic Fuentes Fanfiction)

Did You Search For Me?

Did You Search For Me?

Vic's POV

"Gone? What do you mean she's gone!" Mike yelled with worry lacing his voice. By now I couldn't respond, there was just no way. I was on the floor, sat with my knees pulled as close to me as possble, not bothering about the fact there were tears streaming down my face. "Vic! Answer me!" he continued, but still nothing came from my mouth other than constant sobbing that I didn't care about right now. I heard him mutter the word 'fuck' before he ran out of the door, hopefully going to do what I should have been doing; searching for the girl I love! Why did I say tell her to go? I'm so fucking stupid!

It had been 3 hours, 3 long, painful hours, and Mike still wasn't back; Holly, still wasn't back. It was agonizing to think about. What if something happened to her? Fuck! I had to look for her. She couldn't be too far, I mean, yes 3 hours had passed, but there was only place I could think of that she would go to. Austin's. That was my first destination. Where else would she have gone?

Before I left, I called Kellin over, practically begging him to help me. He didn't spare a second before he was driving towards my place. It wasn't until he was driving us towards Austin's that panic began to overtake my emotions again, and obviously Kellin had noticed. "Vic, it'll be fine. She'll be there and I know she'll understand; I've seen the way you look at each other" he said softly. "You didn't see her face Kells. She was so sad, just... fuck" I replied, my mind replaying the short argument. "Okay, calm down. Trust me, she'll be fine. She'll be with Austin and we can sort this whole thing out. Have you called him? Or even better, have you called her?" No I hadn't, why hadn't I called her? I shook my head and pulled my phone out of my pocket, scrolling straight to her contact. It rung for a while, but that was it. She didn't pick up, and that worried me. "Anything?" he asked, not taking his eyes off of the road. I simply shook my head, not knowing how to respond. "Its fine, lets just get to Austin's."

"Oh hey Kellin, Vic. What're you doing here?" Austin smiled. "We're just checking something" Kellin replied; at least I didn't have to talk just yet. "Oh alright. Where's Holly?" Kellin looked at me for an answer, although the lack of response probably wasn't helping. "Guys... where is she?" Austin repeated, his voice holding more concern and slight anger. "We were kind of hoping she came here" Kellin replied meekly. "What do you mean! What the fuck is going on!" I shuddered slightly, because I knew I should have called before we got here; I didn't think about how he would react. "Well, we started yelling and then she threatened to leave and I wasn't thinking and I agreed and I realize how stupid that is and I regret it so fucking much and I just really need to find her. Please, help us find her" I rushed out, practically crying again by the time I had finished. He looked worried, but at the same time angry, and I knew that wasn't a good mix. "Didn't anything I said to you earlier mean anything?" he sighed before turning into his apartment, gesturing for us to follow as he sped off. "We'll begin looking as soon as I've grabbed what I need" was the last thing he said before rushing upstairs to grab his coat. I took this time to message Mike and ask if hes found her or anything, but there was no such luck.

Holly's POV

I was so angry; at myself, at Vic, at everyone really. That's why I ended up here. The one place I never thought I would have the guts to return to, let alone return to by my own free will. My breathing was shaky and I was a nervous as possible as I slowly approached the door, not knowing what to expect. I tried thinking that they would have changed, that maybe they became a better family since Austin and I left, but I knew I was just kidding myself. They were way beyond repair, which was why I began to wonder why of all the places I could have gone, I ended up here. I wasn't sure, I just didn't want to take this to Austin, and there wasn't really anywhere else; I didn't want to rely on the other guys, so this was my only option really. It took more force to knock on the door than I thought it would, because only now was I dreading this whole idea, but I couldn't go back to Vic. I wanted to, but there was just no way; he could have disagreed when I suggested I leave.