Just Run (Jaime x OC fanfic)
What a waste of a perfectly good clean wrist
I ran and I ran. Oh boy did I run. How did this happen? Why would he try to hurt me? He was my friend! I started to cry uncontrollably. Let me tell you what happened in the past few hours.
I have been friends with Vic Fuentes since I was 6 years old. I'm now 24. Anyway, he is now in a band, and I love his band. Just amazing music. 2 months ago they where about to go on Vans Warped Tour when Vic came over to my house and asked me if I could go. I said "hell yeah!" and I packed my stuff. It was a great 2 months. Going to their shows and hanging out with Vic, Mike, Jaime and Tony. It was the best time of my life. All until today.
They where preforming in St.Paul, Minnesota and I was hanging out backstage with Jaime after the concert. He was teaching me how to improve on playing bass. I loved to play bass. He's helped me out a lot with it. Anyway, Vic showed up outta no where with Mike and Tony and said that they where having fans come in for a quick meet and greet. I am a photographer so Mike asked if I could snap some photo because their old photographer is now with another band. I said sure and started taking pictures of them with the fans. But then someone I knew came in. His name is Matt. He was my boyfriend before the tour. All he ever wanted was sex but I never gave it to him.
He noticed me and came over to me. "Hey babe." he said. "Get away from me!" I whispered just loud enough that Vic might hear me.
"Hey. Calm your tits. I just want to say Hi." he tried to touch me but I pushed his arm away.
"Hi. Now bye." I said as I walked away and put the camera on a table.
He walked over to me and grabbed me and put tape over my mouth so no one would here me scream. I tried to scream for Vic and Jaime but they couldn't hear me or see me because of the crowd of fans. Matt took me down to an old building that was in an old alley way. He pushed me in and pulled off my clothes. My eyes where wide with terror. Oh no. No! God, help me please! Matt got naked and stared at me with wild eyes. He pushed me down and got on top of me.
"This will be so fucking fun, babe." He said to me.
~~~
Here I am now running away from him. I still had my purse so I could call Vic or someone. I ran into a McDonalds. I went to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall. I started to cry and I reached around my purse until my fingers felt cold, smooth metal. I pulled the razor blade out of my purse. I pressed the cold metal gently to my wrist. It broke my skin just enough to make it bleed. I quickly put a band-aid on so no one would notice. I put the razor blade back in my purse and ran out of the McDonalds, dialing Vic's cell number as I ran.
After 5 rings he answered. "Carita!" he said. "Where are you?"
"I'm by the McDonalds on Maine ST." I said. "I'm coming back to the theater. I'm almost there."
"How did you get there? What happened?" he asked me with worry in his voice.
"It's a long story. I-I'll explain when I get back!" I was crying a lot.
"Are you crying?" Jaime suddenly came on the phone.
"YES! Now bye! I'm almost there I'll see you soon!" I hung up and kept running.
I hadn't cut in 2 months! But now I'm back to it I guess... I thought. Well, What a waste of a perfectly good clean wrist.
I have been friends with Vic Fuentes since I was 6 years old. I'm now 24. Anyway, he is now in a band, and I love his band. Just amazing music. 2 months ago they where about to go on Vans Warped Tour when Vic came over to my house and asked me if I could go. I said "hell yeah!" and I packed my stuff. It was a great 2 months. Going to their shows and hanging out with Vic, Mike, Jaime and Tony. It was the best time of my life. All until today.
They where preforming in St.Paul, Minnesota and I was hanging out backstage with Jaime after the concert. He was teaching me how to improve on playing bass. I loved to play bass. He's helped me out a lot with it. Anyway, Vic showed up outta no where with Mike and Tony and said that they where having fans come in for a quick meet and greet. I am a photographer so Mike asked if I could snap some photo because their old photographer is now with another band. I said sure and started taking pictures of them with the fans. But then someone I knew came in. His name is Matt. He was my boyfriend before the tour. All he ever wanted was sex but I never gave it to him.
He noticed me and came over to me. "Hey babe." he said. "Get away from me!" I whispered just loud enough that Vic might hear me.
"Hey. Calm your tits. I just want to say Hi." he tried to touch me but I pushed his arm away.
"Hi. Now bye." I said as I walked away and put the camera on a table.
He walked over to me and grabbed me and put tape over my mouth so no one would here me scream. I tried to scream for Vic and Jaime but they couldn't hear me or see me because of the crowd of fans. Matt took me down to an old building that was in an old alley way. He pushed me in and pulled off my clothes. My eyes where wide with terror. Oh no. No! God, help me please! Matt got naked and stared at me with wild eyes. He pushed me down and got on top of me.
"This will be so fucking fun, babe." He said to me.
~~~
Here I am now running away from him. I still had my purse so I could call Vic or someone. I ran into a McDonalds. I went to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall. I started to cry and I reached around my purse until my fingers felt cold, smooth metal. I pulled the razor blade out of my purse. I pressed the cold metal gently to my wrist. It broke my skin just enough to make it bleed. I quickly put a band-aid on so no one would notice. I put the razor blade back in my purse and ran out of the McDonalds, dialing Vic's cell number as I ran.
After 5 rings he answered. "Carita!" he said. "Where are you?"
"I'm by the McDonalds on Maine ST." I said. "I'm coming back to the theater. I'm almost there."
"How did you get there? What happened?" he asked me with worry in his voice.
"It's a long story. I-I'll explain when I get back!" I was crying a lot.
"Are you crying?" Jaime suddenly came on the phone.
"YES! Now bye! I'm almost there I'll see you soon!" I hung up and kept running.
I hadn't cut in 2 months! But now I'm back to it I guess... I thought. Well, What a waste of a perfectly good clean wrist.
Notes
*Title credit - Pierce The Veil* Disaterology - Pierce The Veil reference
8/29/13