Vic POV

I stared at Tony, feeling completely numb. I didn't know what he meant, I didn't know what he saw. I didn't know if I actually wanted to know either. It wasn't exactly hitting me either, I was just numb. My eyes went straight over to Ethan, who was still on the ground. He wasn't knocked out or anything, just hurt. His hands were still cupped over his face, a bit of blood spilling out of them. I looked over to his friend, who was still on the ground as well. He wasn't moving, and I was hoping to God he was only knocked out. It only took about 10 minutes for this whole thing to happen. Everything was happening so fast, and the thought of it was giving me a headache. I looked back over to Tony and the rest of the guys, waiting for some sort of answer, or just for them to say anything, really.

I didn't really feel anything, everything seemed so unreal. The only thing that was reminding me that this was reality was the aching pain in my sides.

"Tony.." I finally was able to mumble. "Guys.. what happened? What did you see?"

They looked at eachother, then back at me.

"It was unbelievable.." Tony mumbled.

"We need to leave. Now." Mike stated.

"Mike we can't just fucking leave, we have no idea where Carlee is!" I yelled. Everyone was running out of the house, fleeing the scene just as fast as Ethan's other friend did.

"I don't care Vic!" he yelled back. "We are not getting blamed for this shit!" he yelled, grabbing onto my wrists. I whipped my arm back, staring at him coldly.

"Don't you ever fucking touch me again," I spat. "I'm not leaving. You go right ahead though, Mike, go ahead and be the fucking coward you are."

I immediately regretted what I said, but I didn't take the words back. I couldn't anyways. Once the words leave your mouth, they're out in the air for good. There was no taking them back.

"How the hell does that make me a coward, Vic? You're the one who was dumb enough to go and fucking hit that kid for no goddamn reason, just because he did whatever to your dumbass girlfriend. Look at what you guys got us into now. We're never going to get anywhere with this shit going on!" he yelled.

My stomach did a flip inside of me. The blood that finally calmed down started to boil up inside of me again. I stared at him in disbelief.

"Fuck you," I breathed. "Fuck you Mike."

I turned around to look at Tony and Jaime. They were both just staring at the ground.

"Guys?" I asked. They didn't move. They kept their gazes on the ground.

I scoffed. "Wow. I can't believe you guys."

They still didn't move.

"Alright, fine. I get the point. I'll go. I'll go find her myself. Thanks for the help, friends,"

And with that, I turned around and followed the people rushing out of the house. If no one was going to help me, I would do it on my own. Even if it wasn't the safest thing for me. I needed to find her. I didn't care about anything else in this moment. All I cared about was finding her. Making sure she was safe. I knew what could happen if I allowed her to do this. How could I be so stupid? Why do things never go good for me? Why did I have to bring her here?

You're an idiot, Vic. That's why.

Mike POV

I watched Vic as he stormed off behind the rest of the people leaving the yard. I turned back to Jaime and Tony, both of them finally looking up to me. I let out a loud sigh.

"Do you think we should follow him..?" Tony asked.

"No. He did this. He can find her," I spat.

"Mike.." Jaime started,

"No!" I yelled. "We're not getting involved in their shit!"

He gave me a sad look. But I wasn't going to give them any of my sympathy. They got themselves into this whole mess. I wasn't going to involve myself or let Jaime or Tony do it either. I wasn't going to risk what was about to happen with the band for Vic's dumb decisions. We sat there not talking for a moment until we heard sirens wailing down the street.

"Shit!" I yelled. "Guys we need to fucking go!"

"Mike we can't fucking go through the front of the house!" Jaime yelled.

"Fuck," I breathed. I rubbed my hands up my face. Panic was starting to take over me. I opened my eyes back up and looked past the guys.

Yes. A fucking brick wall.

"Guys, over the wall, hurry!" I yelled, motioning behind them. They nodded and we all ran over to it. We pulled ourselves over, not even caring that it was the neighboring house. We jumped down and buried ourselves deep into the grass.

"Now don't fucking talk at all," I whisper-yelled. I watched as they nodded in the darkness.

We sat quietly as we waited for the cops to leave. I was about to get up until we heard them right on the other side of the wall.

"Check over the wall for anyone who might've tried leaving that way," a voice said. "I'll call the paramedics for these boys. I know one of them is just hurt, but I'm not too sure about the other one."

Fuck. This can't be happening..

Notes

Guys I'm sorry, I was going to update the night after I did the last one, but something happened at my school.. and yeah it was just a fucking huge long story..

I'll be updating this either later tonight or tomorrow. I promise.
And I'm sorry if this is shitty ;-;

And I'm sorry that it's short as fuck, but hopefully the next chapter will make up for it. A lot of drama is coming your way ;)