**A/N possible trigger warning, please read with caution.**


I was laying on the couch in the living room watching reruns of Supernatural when a car pulled into the drive way. I glanced over at the clock on the wall to see that it was already 8pm. The door opened and Vic walked in, looking just as tired as he did this morning. He saw me on the couch and smiled, closing the door behind him.

"Hey Eve, how'd your date go earlier?" He walked over to the couch and sat down beside me as I sat up.

"Oh, it was fine. He's such a sweetheart, it's always great to be around him." I stated simply, shrugging.

"It was just fine?" Vic questioned, knowing that I was beating around the truth. I let out a sigh and dropped my head.

"Alright, I'm going to tell you something, but don't mention it to anyone else." I looked over at Vic, who nodded his head in agreement. "He was walking me back to the car afterwards, and you know, he kissed me, but like.... I didn't feel anything." I groaned and flopped against the back of the couch. "I just don't understand why I didn't feel anything. I mean, even with Kody there was always somewhat of a spark when I kissed him. But with Austin it was just... lips. Nothing special."

"Hmm, that is rather strange..." Vic said quietly.

"I know, I feel awful about it. I like him a lot, I do, but I just.... can I like someone that I don't have a spark with when I kiss them?" I groaned again and hid my face in my hands. Vic placed a hand gently on my leg, causing me to lift my head up.

"Evelyn, calm down and listen to me for a minute. It's perfectly fine that you didn't feel anything when you kissed. You got out of a pretty tough relationship not too long ago, nobody is expecting you to be able to move on this fast, and you shouldn't force yourself into a situation that you're not completely sure of."

"I just want to like him so badly though, Vic. He's so sweet and kind, but... ugh, I don't even know how to explain it. It just doesn't feel right. Maybe I'll just be single forever." I huffed and threw myself back against the couch again. Vic looked at me with sad eyes, and I felt my heart break just looking at the sad expression on his face.

"I'm sure you'll get it all figured out. You've just got to take your time and not force yourself into anything. There's no way you'll be the one of us to spend the rest of your life alone." He smiled me a small smile before getting up off the couch to head upstairs. I grabbed a hold of his wrist before he could get too far away.

"Vic, wait." I pulled him back and he looked at me, his eyebrows creased in confusion. "Vic.... What's going on with you? You haven't been yourself lately, and you look like you haven't slept in days. Please talk to me, I'm worried about you." He let out a sad sigh and looked down at the ground.

"Eve..." He began, trying to pull away.

"No, Vic. Something is going on, and it's beating the shit out of you. I love you to death, and I'm here for you." He let out another sigh and sat down beside me again. I let go of his wrist and pulled my legs up to my chest, turning and looking at him.

"I haven't told anyone yet because I don't want anyone worrying, so you've got to keep this between me and you." He took a breath before continuing, still keeping his eyes down at the ground. "Uhm, a few weeks ago when our last tour ended, I went over to see Mikayla. I could tell right away that things weren't right, and honestly they haven't been for awhile. So, she sat to talk to me and ended up telling me that she had been cheating on me the entire time we were on tour..." He trailed off. His stare was hard and distant, focusing on something far from where we were. I grabbed both of his hands and held them tightly in my lap, pulling his mind away from wherever it was.

"Vic, I'm so sorry." I really had no idea what else to say to him. He and Mikayla had been together for a little over a year, but they had far from a healthy relationship. We had all had our suspicions that she was cheating on him, so I couldn't say that I was honestly shocked hearing this from him. It was obvious though from his reaction that he wasn't expecting any of it, and that broke my heart even more.

"The nerve of her, though." He snorted halfheartedly. "She went on to say that she regretted it and that she still wanted to be with me. Un-fucking-believable. She won't leave me alone and it's just kind of getting to me. I'm just exhausted it all." He let out a sigh and glanced at me with a sad smile. "This is all small shit, really. I never meant to worry you with this, Eve. I'm sorry, truly."

"Shit like that isn't small, Vic. That's all a pretty big deal. You are the absolute sweetest guy in the world that gives nothing but love. It breaks my heart knowing that she's putting you through this, and that it has this sort of an effect on you. I know it's hard, believe me, I've been there, but you can't keep stuff like this to yourself. We're all here for you, and you know that. Let us help you, Vic. Please." Vic looked at me with a smile and wiped a tear away from my face that had fallen during my spiel.

"Okay, I will. But just for you." He patted my thigh with a smile and got up again. "I think I'm going to head upstairs and go to bed, I'm tired as hell."

"Hold on a second, I think I've got some pills upstairs that'll put you right to sleep. Do you want to take a few?" I offered.

"You know, that might not be too bad of a idea. I wouldn't mind actually sleeping through the night for once."

"There's a bottle of them up in my bathroom, just go ahead and grab what you need." I got up off the couch and wrapped my arms around him, hugging him tightly. "Goodnight, Vic." I pecked him on the cheek and he flashed a smile before taking off up the stairs.



It was about fifteen minutes later when another car pulled into the driveway and Tony walked in. He set his keys down and walked into the living, sitting down next to me and focusing on the TV immediately.

"Where's everyone else? It's taken you guys long enough to get back, goodness gracious."

"Mike went out drinking with Casey, and I think Jaime's out on a date with someone he met at the party last night." Tony said without glancing at me.

"Oh..." I said, slightly disappointed that both of the guys were out.

"Where's Vic? I saw his car out in the driveway." He said, finally looking at me, his eyebrows furrowed with slight concern.

"He went to bed, he said that he was still worn out from the party last night." I lied. Vic said he didn't want the other guys to know quite yet, and I was definitely going to respect that. Tony hummed in response and let the subject drop. There was a comfortable silence between us as we sat and watched Supernatural together. When the episode ended, he got up and stretched out his arms.

"Hey, what do you say we go buy a few movies and have a marathon? I'm kind of feeling one." He offered. I didn't really feel like doing anything else, so I was more than happy when he offered.

"That sounds perfect. Let me go grab some shoes and my purse real quick, I'll meet you back down here in a minute." I ran upstairs, but stopped when I reached the second floor. The shower was running in the bathroom, but the door was wide open. I walked to the door to see that the bathroom was empty. I reached in and turned off the water. When I walked back out into the hall, I saw Vic's door slightly open with the light on.

"Vic?" I knocked lightly on the door, hearing someone shuffling around inside. The door opened and Vic stood before me, soaking wet in the same clothes he was wearing earlier. His eyes were glassed over, and his face was as white as a sheet.

"Eve..." He whispered, looking down at me with tears in his eyes. I gasped and covered my mouth. He took a few steps forward, reaching out towards me. I stood completely still and froze up, having no idea what to do. He took the last few steps and completely closed the gab between us, before collapsing right in front of me. I reached out and tried to stop him from falling, but I went right to the ground with him.

He looked up at me from my arms and opened his mouth. "Wou.... would you still...." His voice was coarse and rough, and it sounded like sandpaper. "...love me..... if I... if I was like Michael...." He breathed before his eyes fluttered shut. Everything around me stopped. I stopped breathing, and completely froze up. It wasn't until I felt my own heartbeat in my throat that I was brought back to reality.

I started hyperventilating, unable to calm myself down. I tried to scream for Tony when I realized the scene that had just played out in front of me, but all that came out from my voice was a squeak. "Ton....." I squeaked over and over again. Finally, I found my voice. "TONY!" I shouted as loud as I could. I heard Tony come running up from the stairs immediately.
When he reached the top of the stairs, he froze, seeing us both on the ground in the hall. I locked eyes with him, still hyperventilating. "Tony, please..... I.... I don't know what to do... Tony, help me... Help me, Tony!" I cried out.

He came back to his senses and rushed over to us. He placed a few fingers gently on Vic's neck, feeling for a pulse. When he found one, he let out a sigh of relief and took Vic from my arms. He easily threw him over his shoulders and turned to lock eyes with me again.
"Eve, I need you to breathe, I can't have you panicking. I need you here with me. Please, breathe." He said sternly, but calmly. I took a few deep breaths before slowly calming down a bit. He spoke again when I caught my breath.

"I need you to go into his room and see if you can find if he took something, or what caused this. I'm going to put him in the car, please hurry. We need to get him to the hospital. I nodded my head and he ran down the stairs with Vic still over his shoulders.

I ran into Vic's room and saw three empty pill bottles on the floor, one of them being the bottle that he had taken from me. I felt tears well up in my eyes, but remembered that I needed to hurry. I grabbed the empty bottles and ran out to Tony's car.

Vic was lying in the back seat while Tony was in the driver's seat, tapping impatiently on the steering wheel. I climbed into the back with Vic, and Tony pulled out of the driveway before I even had the door closed.

I pulled Vic's head onto my lap and brushed the wet hair out of his face softly. I should have seen this all before, it was ridiculous for me to think this entire time that it was all just exhaustion. How did I not recognize all of this, when I had gone through it all before? It wouldn't have gotten to be this bad if I just would've noticed. It was my fault we were in this situation.

"Eve!" Tony snapped, drawing me out of my trance. "I said, did you find anything?" He glanced into the rearview mirror as I nodded my head yes.

"Three empty pill bottles." I said quietly.

"Fuck!" Tony said as he hit the steering wheel. "Eve, you're not going to like this, but I need you to make him throw them up. We've got to get those out of him, they can't be too far in his system." I looked down at Vic and took a breath. I opened his mouth and stuck my fingers down his throat, making him gag. After a few tries, he rolled over and threw up the contents of his stomach onto the floor.

"Did anything come up?" Tony asked.

"A few pills, but not nearly enough." I replied.

"Alright, do it one more time. We're almost there." I went through the process again, and he again turned over and threw up. Tony pulled into the hospital and headed for the ER doors. He grabbed Vic out of the backseat and ran into the hospital and I followed closely behind him. When we walked in the door, two staff members immediately ran up to us.

"What happened to him?" One woman asked urgently.

"He took a bunch of different pills and just passed out. He threw some of them up, but not a lot." Tony told her. Another staff member brought over a cart and Tony laid Vic on it. Two nurses rushed over and grabbed the cart, pushing him into the back and taking him away from us.

"We're going to need you guys to stick around and answer a few questions. Please, just take a seat over in the waiting room." The staff member directed us towards the waiting room, and Tony and I walked in, taking a seat on the chairs. We sat there for a few minutes in complete silence. I laid my head on his shoulder and finally let the tears that I had been holding back go. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close, stroking my hair softly and whispering quiet things into my ear.

When I finally calmed down and the tears stopped falling, Tony stood up from the chair. "I need to go call Mike and tell him to get down here. Are you alright with calling Jaime?" He said, all while avoiding eye contact. I murmured a small yes in response, and he headed outside to make his call to Mike. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed Jaime's number.

"Hey Eve! What's up?" He answered energetically. Hearing his excited tone made me tear up, but I sucked it back so that I would be able to talk clearly.

"Jaime, uhm...." My voice cracked, and tears spilled down my face. A sob escaped from my throat.

"Eve, what's wrong?" Jaime said urgently when he figured out that something wasn't right.

"It's Vic, Jaime.... He's, uh... in the hospital..... We need you to get down here...." I started crying hysterically into the phone, unable to control myself.

"Shit, shit... Evelyn, doll, listen to me. I need you to breathe, just breathe. Where are you at?"

"St. Mark's Hospital." I choked out in between breaths.

"I'll be there as soon as I can." He paused a second. "Everything is going to be okay, Eve. Love you." He hung up without waiting for a response. I sat in the chair, quietly sobbing to myself. Tony walked back in from outside a few minutes later, his eyes red and rimming with tears. He took the seat next to me again and wrapped his arm back around me. I hid my head in his chest, sobbing quietly into him. We sat there like that, waiting patiently to hear something from someone.

Notes

This chapter is based off a dream that I had a few months ago, and it was one of the worst things that I've ever dreamed of. My original dream also had zombies in it too, but I didn't think that would fit in here with this story. Please don't hate me for this chapter either, I still love you guys.
Don't be afraid to leave me comments, it really does help motivate me. Love you guys!
Title credit: R.I.P. Bon- The Amity Affliction