200 Reasons To Live

"Hey is he asleep?" Oli asked me.

"Yeah I think so, it's so sad to see him like this. He's so depressed." I sighed. I heard a slight noise come from behind the door to Vic's room. My blonde curls bounced when I moved my head, and my red dress swished.

"I know. He's really screwed up over this." He sighed. "I think what's getting him the most is that in 165 days you could kill yourself."

"Hey anyways, the bar might get crowded, so I'll leave now and save us a table, while you wait for Mike to show up to watch Vic." I changed the subject walking away from Oli. I crept silently out the door and walked out of Vic's house. I walked out the door and started towards the bar. I knew about where it is, just go down the street and follow the smell of alcohol. I was walking down the street when I heard something rattle in a bush. I jumped. "Hello!" I yelled. There was no response, but I quickened my pace and hurried to the bar.

*Vic Pov

I jumped behind a bush, watching where she was going. The bush rattled at the my attempt at hiding before I was noticed by anyone. She jumped, and looked truly frightened.

"Hello!" She shakily called out. She waited for a response for a little bit, before turning around and practically running away. I wish she would just stop being scared, but the heaven's know, that's not going to happen. I sat behind the bush and scratched my old scars, hoping to draw a little bit of blood. I waited until she had rounded the corner onto another street before proceeding to chase her down. I silently ran over to where she had just turned, and she had disappeared. She turned somewhere to the beginning of the business district. I walked past the shops, restaurants, and bars, searching for her.

*Oli Pov

I left Mike at the house with Vic sleeping upstairs. Mike said he'd stay downstairs towards and keep an eye out, in case of Vic trying to leave someplace. He's not stable enough, he shouldn't be running off, because god-knows what he would do.

"Cheerio Mike." I smiled and waved at him, and left the house. I unlocked Vic's car and got in. I started the engine, and put the car in reverse. Time to go meet Skylar for an much needed unwinding, good time. That's what today's reason is.

*Skylar Pov

I sat down at a secluded little table at the back, a nice place away from all the stupid college football jocks and from the guys trying to get laid. A nice waitress came by the table and asked me if I wanted anything. I smiled at her, and said I was waiting for someone. She gave me a knowing smile and walked off. I don't think she's thinking what is going to happen.

*Vic Pov

I saw her sit at a little secluded spot away from the crowd, she looked around the room. She was so perfect, I just wish that she realized it...She must have known that I followed her, and wanted to talk to me. I strode confidently in, and ordered two beers. I navigated through the crowd, when someone bumped into me. They walked past me. Oli! What is he doing here? I saw Skylar smile at him. He sat down across from her, and kissed her on the cheek. Skylar laughed and took one of the two drinks that Oli had. I felt anger rising up in me. I handed the two beers, meant for Skylar and I, to some guy playing pool. I sat down at a table that I could watch them from, but without them being able to notice me.

*Skylar Pov

I saw Oli walking over with drinks. He bumped into someone that looked exactly like Vic, but maybe I'm seeing what I want to now. Oli sat down across from me and kissed me on the cheek. "Being English means that I have manners." He whispered against my skin. I pulled away from him and laughed, grabbing one of the two drinks. The first sip, didn't taste too bad. It was pretty good for alcohol, I don't really like alcohol much, but it would be rude not to drink it since someone paid for it.

"I miss Vic." I sighed.

"You want him to do this." He put his hand on my knee, and inched it up to my thigh. I didn't flinch, trying to see how far Oli would go before he gave up, making me better than him. He leaned across the table and kissed me. I let it happen for about a second, before I felt how wrong it was. I stopped kissing back, and he pulled away.

"I hate you." I muttered, and he smirked at me.

*Vic Pov

I saw Oli reach under the table and place his hand on her thigh. She didn't even flinch. I wonder if they were in England. I watched in pure anger, when he kissed her, and he pulled away, when she mumbled, "I love you." I got up from the table and felt my heart break even more. He doesn't get her. This can't be the end of my story. I need her, just as much as she needs me. I'll take her heart before it's too late.

Notes

Hey so this was based off of a song on one of my favorite albums, Two-Faced Charade. Also I made an account for when I have ideas for short stories, that won't interfere with these ones, I'll post a link later. How did you guys like the themed chapter? I love this song, I might add some drama with this later. This started being written yesterday, it took me forever. I was cross referencing with the lyrics, and the short story that came with the album.