I didn't even know what to do, I was frozen, paralyzed with fear. Fear of what Vic was about to do. Everything was happening so slowly, everything felt like it was slow motion. I looked over the crowd and scanned over all of their faces. Confusion spread out on almost every single one of them. I looked back over at Vic. He wasn't moving. His jaw was clenched tight, his nostrils flaring, his hands starting to turn into fists. What happened next I was only half expecting, but I didn't think I'd ever see it.

Vic grabbed his guitar and jumped into the crowd, pushing people away as he approached Ethan. Mike, Tony and Jaime all jumped down and tried to get to him, but the crowd wasn't letting them through. People started backing up, more people from the house coming out to watch what was about to happen. I began to push my way out of the crowd, finally coming out on the tip of the circle that was forming. Vic made his way over to Ethan, who was standing in the middle of the circle, staring at Vic in confusion and fear. I watched as Vic held up his guitar, striking Ethan in the face with it, causing a loud thud and the sound of strings screeching. Ethan fell over, holding his face as it began bleeding immediately. My mouth dropped as well as everyone else's around me. Vic continued striking Ethan, but he didn't get that many hits in when some guys from the crowd pulled him off of Ethan. One of the guys pulled the guitar out of Vic's hand and threw it on the ground while the other one drew his fist back, letting it fly into Vic's stomach. This was when I realized these weren't just guys from the crowd, they were Ethan's friends. The same ones that were in the car.. the same ones who used me and left me in the street.

What happened next happened so fast. I ran out into the circle and threw myself over Vic, holding onto him as tightly as I could while Ethan's friends repeatedly hit me. I kept screaming, telling them to stop, Vic was yelling at me telling me to get off of him, but I wouldn't. I grasped onto him tighter as he tried pushing me off of him.

The thing that surprised me the most was that nobody even tried helping. Nobody pushed the guys off of us. Nobody did a thing. But then I realized, these are the same kids from my school. The same people who hate me for no reason. The same people who brought pain to me. What was I even expecting?

Tears started falling from my eyes as the pain got worse, I was starting to feel sick, I was becoming lightheaded and I knew I was going to black out soon.

Why am I so weak? Why can't I do anything for myself? This is all my fault. Vic is hurt now because of me. And now I'm going to black out and Vic is going to get hurt even worse, because of me.

No. I won't let it happen.

I could feel all the energy come back into me, adrenaline starting to course through my veins. All of my anger was starting to come to me. I was no longer hurting. I was just angry. I opened my eyes and looked at Vic. His eyes went wide, and I knew what he was seeing. He gave me another look, something I couldn't really explain, I didn't know what it was. He nodded, and I took that as my cue. I stood up, pulling him up with me, still holding him out of Ethan's friends' reach. I could feel them grabbing onto me harder. I threw Vic into the crowd and turned around to face them. This wasn't just for them hurting Vic, this was for them hurting me, taking my innocence, this was for everything they've done to Vic and me. In a way I knew what I was doing, but I had no control anymore. I let him take over.

Vic POV

"There's no me at all. Sometimes love dies like a dog."

I stepped away from the mic, still playing my guitar and listening to the instrumental play. I had so much adrenaline, I was so pumped, I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs. It's going great, I thought. I stepped back up to the mic, getting ready to sing the next verse. I opened my mouth, staring out into the crowd. I stopped completely when I saw Ethan. My mouth closed immediately and anger shot through me.

I didn't pay attention to anything else. I didn't pay attention to the weird looks people were giving me. I didn't pay attention to the fact that the boys stopped playing. I just continued to stare.

I've never felt so much hate for someone in my life.

And I wasn't just going to let this shot slide. This might be my only chance. And I wasn't even expecting to see him here. Why the fuck is he here? My jaw tightened and my teeth started to grit together. I was trying so hard to contain myself. I couldn't though. I didn't have enough self control for this. This is my only chance. Do it, Vic. I jumped off of the stage, into the crowd. Ignoring the words people were yelling at me as I pushed through the crowd. People started backing up, I smiled, a bit cynically actually, happy that people were complying with me. I was getting closer to Ethan, and I could see his face starting to show fear and confusion. I laughed a bit to myself. You better be fucking scared. I ran up to him, swinging my guitar up and hitting him with all of my force in his face. He fell back, holding his face as it bled. Pussy. And now I knew there was going to be no stopping me, there was so much anger coursing through my veins. So much hatred. I had no sympathy for him, I felt no regret for what I was doing. I kept bringing my guitar back, hitting him over and over again. That was, until I was pulled back. I turned around, expecting it to be one of the guys, but it wasn't. They were people I've never seen before. One of them grabbed my guitar out of my hands, throwing it to the ground. I was about to say something, about to yell and scream at him.. until the other one launched his fist into my stomach. And hard. I felt my face contort into pain, my hands subconsciously holding onto my stomach. He repeatedly hit me and I tried fighting back, but it was two against one. Two big guys against on small, little guy. They threw me onto the ground and I shut my eyes, waiting for the next blow. I felt some weight come onto me and I furrowed my eyebrows. I opened my eyes to see Carlee on top of me, taking all the hits from the guys that I deserved.

"Carlee get off of me!" I yelled.

"No," she said, her voice shaking a bit. She started screaming at the guys to stop. I looked over her face, she was in pain. And a lot of it.

"Carlee get the fuck off of me, now!" I yelled, attempting to push her off of me.

"No Vic!" she yelled, grabbing me tighter. I kept yelling at her in attempts to get her off of me, but she wouldn't listen.

Why are you so stubborn?I thought. All I could do now was try to get her off of me, and that obviously wasn't working, or just watch as she kept getting hit. I looked over to see kids starting to leave, obviously not wanting to get in any trouble. I felt so much anger because no one was helping us. I felt so helpless, so weak. I'm the man. I'm supposed to be the one protecting her, not the other way around. How is this making me look? Like a fucking pussy. How is this making me feel? Like a bitch. Like a useless wimp. I looked back over to Carlee, I could feel her body starting to become weak. Tears were stinging her eyes and my heart was breaking seeing her like this. Don't get me wrong, I was in pain too, they were still able to hit me even with her on top of me, but I knew she was feeling most of the pain. And that hurt so much. If I just would have controlled myself... This wouldn't be happening. The guys and I would still be playing. Carlee would be happy. She wouldn't be hurting or crying..

Tears starting stinging my eyes as well, not even from the physical pain, but from the emotional pain. The pain I feel for putting Carlee through this. I should've thought it out more. I should've waited until the show was over or just waited a different day.

How could I be so fucking stupid? I looked over at her again. Her body was suddenly becoming a lot stronger around me. She was holding onto me tighter, tears were no longer stinging her eyes. Her face was going red. She opened her eyes and they were just black. My eyes went wide, of course I know what's happening, but I've never actually seen it. I looked at her with another expression, an expression that contained all of my current emotions.. I wouldn't know what to call it. But then I nodded. I was just going to let her do it. I didn't want her to be in pain, and I knew that with my approval she wouldn't be in pain anymore. She smirked a bit and then stood up, pulling me up with her. It was incredible what she could do when she was like this. I watched as the guys's faces went into shock, but they still kept trying to hit us anyways. Carlee threw me back into the crowd, me landing on my ass, but far enough away for me to get myself back up and get help. I stood up and ran over to Mike, Jaime and Tony as fast as my weak legs would take me. They were behind some people, still trying to get through them all. They looked over at me and there eyes went wide. I must look terrible.

"Dude what the fuck?!" Mike yelled, running over to me and helping me stand up straight. "What were you even thinking? What happened?" he yelled, bombarding me with all sorts of questions. "And where's Carlee?!"

I stood there, still trying to catch my breath, being hardly able to breath after getting kicked in the ribs a few times..

"She's still with them," I managed to breath out. Their faces dropped and they looked at each other, then they disappeared back into the crowd. I ran through the crowd as well, trying to catch up to them. We all stopped in our tracks when we saw one of the guys down on the ground and the other fleeing the scene. Carlee was gone, though.

"Where is she?" I asked, panic and worry being evident in my voice.

"She's gone dude.." Tony said. "She's gone."

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Notes

God I am so sorry if this is shitty. I'm tired and I have school tomorrow and ugh. It's been a stressful two weeks xD

I'm sorry it took SO LONG to update. Oh my god. I've been so busy. School started on the 14th, and I had to prepare and get all my supplies and stuff because I didn't go shopping till last minute woops
and then since school started I've been super busy, like ugh. I'm so sorry guys. I'll try updating a lot more, but don't expect them to be as frequent as they used to be. I'll try to get one to two updates in a week. I'm so sorry.

And I'm so sorry that this chapter is so shitty and unrealistic.

But who cares. It's all unrealistic because of obvious reasons lollll

ily guys. i hope you don't hate me for not updating for so long ;-;