Since a recent passing, nothing has been the same. Vic has been miserable, and the only thing he has on his mind is Jaime. Vic will realize he has many obsticles to face, if he wants to have a future. Sequel to This Love Was Out of Control. I suggest you read that one first so this story will make sense. Disclaimer: I obviously don't own any bands or band members mentioned in this story. (BUT IF I DID, OMFG!) WARNINGS: probably sex, self-harm, breaking shit. Thank you for reading! =Melissa=

Vic was all hair and lungs. He secretly liked Bowie, but that was okay, because he still liked Black Flag and he still had the best, most violent voice Jaime had ever heard. A couple of punk kids living in 1983, bar brawls, and a secret to take to the grave. © 2015 messjon