Crimson Blood and Colorful Tears
Epilogue: What's so good about picking up the pieces?
~*POV Kellin*~
Sixty years. Sixty years since that day. Sixty god damn years, and I can't seem to let go. I tried so hard, but these clouds won't leave. The first five years were the worst, but that's because I tryed. I went back to the band, we wrote another album, but it was sad and not many fans liked it. After the headline tour, I left the band. And I've been living off of royalties from the 5 albums I sang on for 55 years.
It's not like I didn't try to get a real job, but I just couldn't stay focused on one thing for very long, so I just gave up.
But this was going to be it, I wouldn't have to worry money after today. I pulled into the graveyard, I haven't visited him for about ten years. I'd always drink my sorrows away, but not this year, this year is important. I slowly walked to the only grave that mattered.
Vic Fuentes
Beloved son, brother, band member and lover
Never forget
I lifted my hand and placed it over the word 'lover.'
"Hey Vic," I said quietly, "I know it's been awhile since I visited you, but I hope you know it's not because I forgot. I'll never forget. I bet you know what I'm planning, and I bet you know that we'll be reunited again. I'm sorry I can't be beautiful for you anymore, but at least we'll have each other..."
I took a deep breath for continuing, "And I took a trip recently, I went to every place that we went on that tour. Including San Diego, where it all started for us, Armarillo where I said 'I love you' for the first time, Huston where you said it back, Cleveland where we made love for the first time and New York where we kissed on stage."
I wiped the tears off of my face and took another deep breath, my voice came out shakey this time, "It was important to me to see those places again before I left. I love you Vic, so much that you don't even know. And if their is a heaven, I hope I can join you there, and if not, I hope I can atleast see you before I go to hell."
I stood up and walked back to my car. It wasn't a long walk, but in my older years it took me longer. Arthritus plegged my joints from years of crowd surfing and other performing rituals, but it wouldn't matter for much longer.
Don't ask me how the others are doing, because I don't know. I haven't spoken to Jaime, Tony or Mike since the benifit concert, I just couldn't. I haven't heard any news of them for a very long time. And I eventually fell out of contact with Jesse, Justin, Gabe and Jack too, I heard they're all doing well though.
I drove to the cliffs surrounding the Pacific Ocean, the spot I was looking for was perfect. 200 foot drop, sharp rocks, deep water, exactly what I needed. I pulled my car up by the edge and got out. I walked over and climber under the gaurd rails. I approached the cliff, without looking down, knowing I would chicken out if I did.
I felt raindrops splatter on my face; Are you crying Vic?
I took a step closer to the water abyss. I didn't hesitate though, I walked off. The next I knew, water was filling my longues. I couldn't help but panic, it was a natural reaction, telling me I was infact, still human. I felt calm though, like this storm was finally ending.
When I opened my eyes, Tony Perry and Derek Sanders were nelt to either one of my sides, they looked the same way they did the night of the party. I was very disorientated. Why is it these two and where is my Vic?
"Kellin?" Tony asked, "What happened man?"
"I don't know," I said, I did know though, but I wasn't going to explain it, "You tell me..."
"One minute we were having a conversation about wombats," Derek explained, "And all of a suddon, you were pressed under Jaime. It took me a minute to figure out what was happening, then Mike, Tony and I wrestled him off of you and you fainted."
Wait? What? Were the passed sixty years just a dream?
"Wh- What about Vic?" I said, my voice quivering.
"He saw the whole thing," Tony said, "He's over their with Mike beating the shit out of Jaime."
Oh thank goodness he's ok.
I stood up slowly, my head pounding. I have to see him, I know in reality it's only been a few minutes, but it still feels like sixty years. I walked over in the direction that Tony pointed to. Their he was, just like Tony said. His back was facing me so I couldn't see his face.
I put my hand on his shoulder, I was trembling with excitment. I spun him around and saw his hurt expression. Oh Vic, I've waited so long to see your face again, to feel your touch. I pulled him into a hug, he didn't hesitate before hugging me back. This felt so good, I finally had my Vic back, knowing that in reality he never left me.
Sixty years. Sixty years since that day. Sixty god damn years, and I can't seem to let go. I tried so hard, but these clouds won't leave. The first five years were the worst, but that's because I tryed. I went back to the band, we wrote another album, but it was sad and not many fans liked it. After the headline tour, I left the band. And I've been living off of royalties from the 5 albums I sang on for 55 years.
It's not like I didn't try to get a real job, but I just couldn't stay focused on one thing for very long, so I just gave up.
But this was going to be it, I wouldn't have to worry money after today. I pulled into the graveyard, I haven't visited him for about ten years. I'd always drink my sorrows away, but not this year, this year is important. I slowly walked to the only grave that mattered.
Vic Fuentes
Beloved son, brother, band member and lover
Never forget
I lifted my hand and placed it over the word 'lover.'
"Hey Vic," I said quietly, "I know it's been awhile since I visited you, but I hope you know it's not because I forgot. I'll never forget. I bet you know what I'm planning, and I bet you know that we'll be reunited again. I'm sorry I can't be beautiful for you anymore, but at least we'll have each other..."
I took a deep breath for continuing, "And I took a trip recently, I went to every place that we went on that tour. Including San Diego, where it all started for us, Armarillo where I said 'I love you' for the first time, Huston where you said it back, Cleveland where we made love for the first time and New York where we kissed on stage."
I wiped the tears off of my face and took another deep breath, my voice came out shakey this time, "It was important to me to see those places again before I left. I love you Vic, so much that you don't even know. And if their is a heaven, I hope I can join you there, and if not, I hope I can atleast see you before I go to hell."
I stood up and walked back to my car. It wasn't a long walk, but in my older years it took me longer. Arthritus plegged my joints from years of crowd surfing and other performing rituals, but it wouldn't matter for much longer.
Don't ask me how the others are doing, because I don't know. I haven't spoken to Jaime, Tony or Mike since the benifit concert, I just couldn't. I haven't heard any news of them for a very long time. And I eventually fell out of contact with Jesse, Justin, Gabe and Jack too, I heard they're all doing well though.
I drove to the cliffs surrounding the Pacific Ocean, the spot I was looking for was perfect. 200 foot drop, sharp rocks, deep water, exactly what I needed. I pulled my car up by the edge and got out. I walked over and climber under the gaurd rails. I approached the cliff, without looking down, knowing I would chicken out if I did.
I felt raindrops splatter on my face; Are you crying Vic?
I took a step closer to the water abyss. I didn't hesitate though, I walked off. The next I knew, water was filling my longues. I couldn't help but panic, it was a natural reaction, telling me I was infact, still human. I felt calm though, like this storm was finally ending.
When I opened my eyes, Tony Perry and Derek Sanders were nelt to either one of my sides, they looked the same way they did the night of the party. I was very disorientated. Why is it these two and where is my Vic?
"Kellin?" Tony asked, "What happened man?"
"I don't know," I said, I did know though, but I wasn't going to explain it, "You tell me..."
"One minute we were having a conversation about wombats," Derek explained, "And all of a suddon, you were pressed under Jaime. It took me a minute to figure out what was happening, then Mike, Tony and I wrestled him off of you and you fainted."
Wait? What? Were the passed sixty years just a dream?
"Wh- What about Vic?" I said, my voice quivering.
"He saw the whole thing," Tony said, "He's over their with Mike beating the shit out of Jaime."
Oh thank goodness he's ok.
I stood up slowly, my head pounding. I have to see him, I know in reality it's only been a few minutes, but it still feels like sixty years. I walked over in the direction that Tony pointed to. Their he was, just like Tony said. His back was facing me so I couldn't see his face.
I put my hand on his shoulder, I was trembling with excitment. I spun him around and saw his hurt expression. Oh Vic, I've waited so long to see your face again, to feel your touch. I pulled him into a hug, he didn't hesitate before hugging me back. This felt so good, I finally had my Vic back, knowing that in reality he never left me.
Notes
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Title Cred: Pierce the Veil
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5/12/14