I woke up once again in Tony's room. I was wearing the same Star Wars shirt, the only thing different from last time, was that it was completely silent in the house. I got up and instantly fell back onto the bed in pain. I winced as I pulled the tee shirt up and saw bruises and a bandage wrapped around my torso. I grabbed the end of the bandage and slowly unveiled my stomach. I started crying the second I saw it. Jason carved 'bitch' 'whore' 'cunt' and 'slut' into it. 4 nasty words. I threw the bandage onto the floor and got up again, this time slower. I opened up the door and heard the guys whispering downstairs. I walked downstairs and the guys were in the living room on the couch, so their backs were to me. I walked into the living room and instantly laid on Tony. Our bodies molded together as I laid into his chest and he wrapped his arms around me and held me as I started to cry into his chest. I felt three other people grab onto me and we were in a 5 person hug. Everyone pulled away and I stayed laying on Tony's lap. "Are you hungry? You've been asleep for like 2 days." I felt Tony's chest vibrate as he asked me. "No, I'm not hungry." "Okay, then how are you feeling?" I thought for a second and realized that I really fucking need a fix. "I-I feel kinda sick." I looked down at the floor, embarrassed. "I think I know exactly what you need, come one." I looked up, and Mike was standing in front of me holding his hand out. I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up. "We'll be outside if anyone needs us." Mike called over his shoulder as we went to the front door and stepped outside. Mike unlocked his car and ran over to it, opening the door and grabbing a box from his glove box. He locked the door again and sat down on the front steps. I sat down next to him as he opened up the box and pulled out a dime, filling a bowl up. He was concentrating so hard that he was sticking his tongue out of the corner of his mouth. It was adorable. "How did you know?" I asked him. He looked up at me and flashed me a smile as fished a lighter out of his jeans pocket. "I know when someone is having withdrawals. So what was it? Heroin? Ecstasy?" "Cocaine actually." "Damn, that is some addictive stuff. I've stayed away from it as much as possible. Here, little lady, you can have greens." He handed me the bowl and I gave him a small smile. I brought the pipe up to my lips and started to suck in as I lit up. I pulled it away and handed it to Mike. I felt it start to burn like a motherfucker, but it felt good. I let go after a while and I looked over at Mike. He was staring at me and I blushed. "What?" I asked him. "Nothing, you just look beautiful when you do that." I started laughing. "Oh shut up." He smirked and took a hit, blowing out rings. I grabbed the bowl again and took another hit. I heard the front door open and I looked up as I let it out. It was Tony and he was smiling at us. "How are you feeling now?" Tony asked me. I thought for a second. "Pretty hungry." I smiled and both Mike and Tony started laughing at me. "Okay, let's make some tacos." Tony helped me up and the three of us walked back inside. Tony went to the kitchen and I stayed behind with Mike. I wrapped my arm around his torso. "Thank you, Mike. I really needed that." "You're welcome, Victoria. Now, do you maybe want to go put some pants on? Not that I'm complaining." I looked down, mortified. "Son of a bitch." I muttered and ran upstairs. I went to Tony's dresser and found some jeans. I put them on under the Star Wars shirt and headed back downstairs. I saw Mike and Jaime on the couch yelling at each other through FIFA and Tony and Vic making tacos together. I think that I could get used to this.