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I Will Follow You

I Like Us Better When We're Wasted

I lit another another cigarette and savoured the taste, one thing I missed when I was in the mental hospital was this. I know I've had more than enough time to smoke since then but still, when something is taken from you it's all you ever want. I guess that's why the harsh reality that I've lost Vic isn't sitting well with me. "Are you still pissed off?" A voice spoke up from behind me. I turned to see Mike standing with a sheepish look on his face.

"No Mike." I said calmly. I was a little but I didn't wanna make him feel any worse.

"Good, that would really upset me." Mike sighed and sat down beside me on the porch.

"Mike you know it's unfair to put me in that position." I mumbled and then took another drag of my cigarettes. I offered him one and he took it.

"I just want you to be with Vic again." Mike sighed and then lit up the cigarette with the lighter I handed him.

"And why do you think that's what I want?" I snapped at him. He slowly put the cigarette in his mouth and took a draw.

"You just woke up from a coma in which before you were still dating him, now he's with someone else. Two years have passed for us but for you, it's only been a week. That has to hurt Scarlett." He frowned.

"I'm trying to be the best person I possibly can be in the shitty situation that I've been given. I'm trying so hard to accept he's moved on and that I need to do so. Anyway I can't compete with her, she's nice and beautiful." I stubbed out the butt of my cigarette and put it into the now empty packet. "I need to quit." I mumbled to myself, realising that maybe I have taken the smoking thing too far.

"I get that, but he still loves you and I'm going to prove it." Mike said smugly. I was about to protest when the front door opened and loud voices began shouting.

"You decided to wait until now when I've got so much planned for our anniversary that you're going on tour. Fuck yOU VIC!" Sarah screamed back into the house.

Vic came running out after her. "I told you last week we were going on tour why don't you listen?" He shouted after her.

"YOU NEVER MENTIONED IT!" She shouted back at him.

"Oh, my God. Mike you were there right!?" Vic turned to Mike.

"Yo, don't look at me I ain't getting involved." Mike got up and walked back into the house.

"Vic call me when you grow up a little and can have an adult relationship." Sarah stormed off and got into her car. Thank God, I don't think I could put up with them fighting all night.

I got up slowly and tried to walk past Vic but he gave me a sad look which just played on my sad emotion. "What's wrong?" I felt obliged to ask.

"I had arguing." He pouted.

"No one likes it Vic, it's just what happens in relationships." I told him, folding my arms and holding the cigarette packed in one of my hands.

"Yeah but like, I just hate it." He rubbed his face with his hands.

"Pucker up Vic, you've got a lot more of it to go." I patted his shoulder and walked into the house. I noticed everyone must have gone to bed so I walked into the kitchen and put the packet into the bin. When I turned to walked out Vic had followed me into the kitchen.

I watched him walk over to the cupboard and pulled out two glasses. "When you were I found out you were dead I found the only real way to deal with the pain was to write, so I wrote until I had everything I needed for a new album." He began. He reached over to the alcohol shelf and grabbed a bottle of tequila and poured around 3 shots worth into glasses. "So we released the album and I didn't feel right, I was convinced I wanted to leave the band, that I couldn't do music anymore until one day Mike showed me my old notebook and there was a song I wrote. It was called the Divine Zero and after all those years I never thought about it." He then added lime juice and stirred the drinks, picking them up and then handing me one. "We are going on tour next week and I think that we should release it. What do you think?" He asked.

"I liked the words, I don't remember much of it but one line always stuck out to me." I told him and then took a sip of the drink. "This is good." I looked at the glass. "But yeah, it was; you'd better hide the bullets. It stuck out to me because one time you said that to me when I asked you to stop targeting me in high school." I told him and drank the rest of the drink he made me. He mirrored my actions and then walked over to the tequila bottle and picked it up. I followed him into the living room and we sat on the couch, side by side.

"I want to release it but I'm scared it'll be have a bad reception because it sounds different." He told me and then took a swig of the tequila and handed me the bottle.

"Do what makes you happy Vic." I reminded him.

"Never let someone rain on your parade." He nodded in front of himself.

"This tastes like shit you know." I laughed, pointing to the bottle.

"Well duh, it's tequila!" He said exasperatedly. I laughed at his reaction, it reminded me of the old days.

-

After an hour passed and the bottle of tequila was gone I felt the effects of the alcohol work through my body. I could barely even see straight, it was awful. Vic didn't understand how drunk I was until I stood up and then hit the floor even quicker. "Are you okay?" Vic asked between laughs. I looked up at him and laughed hysterically.

"Yes." I breathed out, clutching at my sides. He got up and helped me to my feet which made me laugh even more.

"I am so drunk." He said swaying from side to side.

"You don't even look it!" I told him, trying to hold my laugh in.

"We should go to bed before we wake everyone up." He giggled. I agreed and we both walked over to the stairs and went up them as quietly as possible. The stairs creaked and it gave me a fright, making me fall.

"Fuck." I whispered loudly. Vic was knocked down too and we just began laughing at each other. I got up and pulled Vic up with me and reached the top of the stairs.

Once we reached Vic's room I began walking away towards my room when Vic pulled me back. "Wait." He said softly. I thought he was going to play a joke on me but his facial features were serious.

"What is it?" I raised an eyebrow and waited for the reply.

He didn't say anything, he leaned in and kissed me. I just stood there in shock, alcohol fuelled this and I didn't know what to do. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. "Don't look at me like that." He shook his head.

He leaned in again and this time I didn't hesitate to kiss him back, which only resulted in him pushing me into his room and towards his bed. And that's the last thing I remember.

When I woke up in the morning I heard voices downstairs and I turned to Vic in his bed. He slowly woke up and looked at me, regret and confusion began to consume his face. "I'm gonna go say sorry to him now." Sarah's voice boomed up the stairs. I got up out of his bed with a sheet wrapped around me and I looked at him for help.

"I don't know." He said frantically.

I looked around and noticed there was a closet nearby. I made my way to it and slid the door shut as silently as possible but I could see Vic's bed. The door to his bedroom swung open and Sarah walked in. "Vic." She said quietly. "Why are you still in bed it's like 1pm." She questioned him.

"I had a rough night." He answered quickly.

"Okay whatever, I wanna apologise for being so awkward and horrible last night. I was just upset I wouldn't see you much and it frustrates me." Sarah told him. I watched her sit down on the bed next to him and he nodded, not fully looking at her.

"It's okay." He said. She leaned in and kissed him quickly.

"Good, now get dressed I wanna go to the mall today." She got up and looked towards where I was, her face turned from a grin to a frown. "What's that?" She asked. Oh shit she's seen me.

"What?" Vic asked frantically.

She walked towards the closet and I swear I felt my heart stop. "This?" She said stopping at his desk and picking something up.

"Oh it's a present from my mom, it's kinda lame." Vic said with relief. Sarah shrugged and placed whatever it was back on the desk and turned to Vic.

"Okay, get dressed quickly." She kissed him and then left the room. Vic walked over and opened the closet.

"That was close." I breathed out. He didn't say a word so I took it as a cue to leave, feeling washed out and used. Great.

Notes

So sorry I've been lacking the updates ugh

Comments

ffff can you add this trilogy to wattpad ???? frfr this website always crashes on me for a week to a month straight sometimes

sad fuentits sad fuentits
10/24/16

i read all three within two days and im now slowly dying LIKE OMG I WAS SO EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED TO THESE CHARACTERS IM GONNA GO DIE NOW BYEE!

WELL FUCK. IM BALLING

catsinthe_bronx catsinthe_bronx
3/30/16

IM NOT CRYING, OKAY MAYBE, GODDAMNIT WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO ME.

vicsarmsaregr8 vicsarmsaregr8
1/29/16

*POOOSH* u saw that. That was my mind being blown away. .-.