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The Forgotten Fuentes

Kissing Razors

Vic's POV~

"Vic? Are you gonna answer?" Alli asked me, pulling her arm back. I was in shock. How could she tell? How did she see them?

"What class do you have first?" I asked her, after I recovered from my thoughts. She looked slightly taken aback by my question. She pulled out her already crumpled schedule, and made a face. "Gym," she replied.
"Not today you don't," I replied, lightly pulling on her arm. "Come with me."
She looked back at the girl, who I was assuming was her younger sister, and smiled. I looked back and saw that the girl was deep in conversation with Mike. I smiled too. I was glad that Mike had found someone to talk to. He was really lonely, and I was all he had. I looked back at the beautiful girl standing next to me, who still had a gorgeous smile spread across her face.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," she chuckled. I hadn't noticed that I was still staring at her , nor that she had turned back around to face me. My face turned bright red and I looked down, "Sorry..." I muttered. She laughed again. God that laugh was so perfect. "Okay, I'll go with you," she said, looking forward. I grabbed her hand and led her up to the roof. That's where I always went during first period, since it was a study period for me.

Once we got up there, I sat down in my favorite spot, and she sat next to me. "Now," she began, "why? Why are you so sad?"

I sighed, then began to explain. I told her my story, every bit of it, all the way from the crash, to the cutting, till today, and my suspicions about Mike. I don't know what made me tell her everything, but I felt like I'd known her my whole life. I trusted her. I've never trusted anyone but my family, and sometimes I didn't trust them. But, I trusted Ariella almost as much as I trusted Mike, and it honestly frightened me.

When I finished, I looked at her. She was staring at me, eyes wide, and mouth hanging open. "What?" I asked, worried I'd scared her off with all of my freakishness. "I....um...I just recently went through almost the exact same situation with both of my parents and my twin sisters being the fatalities.....that's why I was moved here...." she said, still shocked, with a few glistening tears sliding down her cheeks. I wiped them away, as I heard the beginning bell for first hour ring, and I looked at her, silently asking if she wanted me to walk her to class. She must've read my mind because she shook her head, and said, "I'm staying up here with you, if that's okay."

I nodded, and she looked out over the city. Suddenly, she turned and looked at me again. "Victor, you absolutely intrigue me," she said, plainly. Then she went back to looking over the city. I wondered how she knew my full name, but then again, Vic isn't really short for much else.
I don't know what compelled me to do it, but I suddenly leaned over and planted a kiss on her soft, tear-stained cheek. She turned again, and looked at me in shock. "I'm sor-" I started, then changed my mind. I shook my head, before continuing. "Actually, I'm not sorry I did that at all. You are so beautiful, Ariella," I said. The color drained from her face, and she stood up.

"I-I'm just going to g-go to class," she stuttered, still a little shaken. Oh my God, Vic, you are so dumb. Why did you do that and then NOT apologize? I felt tears sting my eyes as she walked away. "Alli, wait! Let me walk you to class!" I said, in an attempt to get time to apologize, though I wasn't really sorry I'd done that. She kept walking, speeding up as I got closer to her. Possibly the only girl who didn't think I was a freak, does now. I just hope Mike doesn't lose her sister because I did that.

Way to go, Vic. Way to go.