Vic's POV~

I protected Jaime, and now I have the knife. No one hurts my little brother AND the love of my life, and gets away with it! Dumb bitch.

"Did you kill my little brother?" I repeated, through grit teeth.

I was growing really impatient. I heard sirens and remembered that Jaime had called the cops, right when I screamed. They must've heard the scream and tracked the call. I didn't have long.

"Danielle, fucking answer me!" I screamed at her. Finally, she answered me.

"No, I s-stabbed him in the arm and h-he went into shock. He went u-unconscious from the shock, that's w-why he fell."

I released my grip and dropped the knife. She reached for it, but I grabbed her arm and held it behind her back until the gun-bearing police swarmed the forest surrounding us. Jaime and I took turns explaining what had happened, as the detectives took the knife for evidence. They handcuffed Danielle and read her the Miranda rights, then put her into the back of the police car.

Jaime and I took off for the buses to check on Tony and Mike. When I arrived, they had Mike on a stretcher with his abdomen bandaged up. Wait, I thought, Danielle said she'd only stabbed him in the arm! I walked over to Tony, who was sobbing into Jaime's shoulder. Tony turned to face me, tears cascading down his face. "You need to ride with him in the ambulance. He needs his big brother now," he said, between the uncontrollable sobs.

I went to the paramedics and explained that I was Mike's brother, and they let me climb into the back of the ambulance with him. I felt tears welling up in my eyes as I looked at the bloody bandaging wrapped tightly around his middle. I let the tears fall down my face as I grabbed my baby brother's cold, nearly lifeless hand and whispered, "I love you, Mikey. You can't go. You can't leave me.....I need my brother." When we arrived at the hospital, multiple doctors rushed around and took him away. They took away my brother. They took him from me.

The thought occurred to me that that might have been the last time I would ever see my baby brother alive, and I lost it. I screamed out for him and Jaime and Tony, who'd evidently followed the ambulance in the rental, pulled me away kicking and screaming.

Once I had calmed down enough, Jaime and I joined Tony in the cold, bare waiting room. The waiting room of the ICU, which is where they'd put Mike for surgery, is possibly the most depressing place on Earth. It has barren white walls, and a black and white tiled floor. There are crying families everywhere, and tissue boxes all over the place. Every once in a while, upon hearing the news of a lost loved one, someone who go into hysterics, and be removed from the room by force. What if we're next? I thought.

I curled into Jaime, still crying a little, and watched as Tony fell apart across the room. I closed my eyes, as Jaime rubbed my back. I drifted off into a dreamless sleep, just like that.

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*Twenty-two hours later*
Still Vic's POV~

"Vic...Vic...wake up!" I turned over and opened my eyes to see Jaime and Tony gently shaking me.
"What's going on?" I asked, then I remembered where I was and became instantly more alert. "Is there news about Mike?" I asked, my heart pounding.Tony nodded before he spoke. "The doctor said he has to talk to a family member".
"Okay" I said, getting up and walking over to the man holding the clipboard. He smiled at me, before saying "Victor, your brother's surgery went according to plan, and your brother is doing great. Now I will have to inform you of some limitations that Michael has while healing....." He continued, but I was no longer listening. He's okay. My baby brother is okay. I didn't lose him. Thank god.

"....And he will not be able to perform for two months," the doctor finished. "Mr. Fuentes, did you get all of that?" He asked. I nodded and he handed me some information, saying that it was the list of things Mike couldn't do until he was fully healed, and instructions on how to care for the stitches. I thanked him, and walked over to tell Tony and Jaime the news.

"What did he say?" They asked at the same time.
"That Mikey's surgery went great, and he is going to be completely fine. But he can't perform for two months because of the stitches. He's okay guys!" I said excitedly.
Tony gathered both Jaime and I for a group hug. "Oh my God, I am so happy that he's okay!" Tony exclaimed. "When can we see him?" He asked eagerly, pulling away to look at me.
"The doctor said that they are moving him out of ICU tomorrow afternoon, then we can visit him," I replied, smiling.
Mike is okay, I repeated to myself.
My brother is alive.

Notes

Long-ish chapter but thank God Mikey survived! ( I honestly don't have the heart to kill off any of the PTV boys....not yet anyways) But are you guys relieved? What do you think is going to happen next, since they have to postpone the rest of the tour? Thanks for the reads guys :3 I will update again soon :D

~Shayde~