"I don't see what he sees in her?" Alex said to me with her eyes rolled.

Alex, and our friends, Molly, and Emily all looked to me. I sipped on my red wine before answering, if I was even supposed to give an answer to that statement. I turned my attention to the burning candle in front of me, placed in the center of our table. We were having a girl's night, and dinner together was something we hadn't had in months. I had missed us four being together again, but I didn't want to be here anymore once they brought up Vic and Amy's relationship. I stirred my glass and tilted my head.

"How does Vic go from you to her?" Molly questioned with the look of disgust upon her face.

"Guys, I don't know. Ask him." I shrugged them off. They loved Vic more than anything. They rooted for us from the very beginning. It was almost midway through mine and Vic's freshman year. We had biology together and he sat next to me. All year he had sat across the room and one day he sat by me. That's when it all started. He was aways my partner and we were always talking. He quickly became my best friend. He walked me to every class, and we hung out all the time. We got together after a summer of rock shows, sweat, and sex. We had lost our virginities to each other. That's when we kind of figured out how much we had meant to one another. He asked me to be his girlfriend right before sophomore year. We had been together ever since, up until we split towards the end of 2009 and officially divorced in 2010. Vic and I had spent 12 unbelievable years together, not a day were we broken up. Everyone thought we were insane for getting married at 19, but we were just two kids who had fallen deeply in love; all we were concerned about was each other.

I softly smiled thinking back to the early years. Bringing me back was my phone ringing. "Speak of the devil." I said to the girls and getting up to answer it.

"Hey Vic, is everything okay?" I immidiately asked him.

"Yeah, I was wondering what time do you usually put him to bed? Because I made him go to sleep like at 7:45."

I chuckled, "Usually at 8, but 7:45 is fine, too."

I heard him let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, good. Sorry to bother you."

"It's okay. I'm at dinner with the girls and I needed to step away for a second, so thanks for calling at the perfect time."

He laughed, "Hey, you know I got your back!"

I was sure he could hear a smile in my voice, if not he's a dumbass. "Always. Well, I better go back. Um, if you need anything else, just call me."

"I shall. Bye, Livvy."

"Bye, Vic." We hung up and I looked at my phone softly smiling. He was the only one that called me Livvy. That was his nickname for me, and if anyone dared to call me that then they would get it. That's how he so put it. I walked back to the table and Alex gave me a look if everything was okay, and I nodded.

"Back to what we were talking about." Emily started. "Alex told us that he told you that Amy was annoying him!"

I raised an eyebrow and looked at them, "Yes, he did. Guys, their business is none of mine. If he's happy or unhappy with her, then that's between them. All I'm concerned about is if she treats my son right."

They all looked at me and nodded, squishing the topic.

I couldn't wait to go home.

--

I walked into my house, tossing my keys into the little tin plate that sat on a stand. Tonight was circulated around Vic and I didn't want to talk about him. I wanted to just have a nice and relaxing night without his name or his girlfriend's name being brought up. I kicked off my shoes once I had walked into my room. I found a t-shirt and shorts to sleep in. On my nightstand was a picture of Jonah, Vic, and myself at Disneyland about three years ago. Jonah and Vic had on Mickey Mouse ears, and I had on Minnie ears. We looked so happy. I missed Jo. It'd only been 24 hours without him and I was already feeling so lonely. He always made me laugh and made me so happy. I wanted to see him already. I wondered if he was having a lot of fun at his dad's house. I'm sure he was. He was probably playing with Mike's drum set, or Vic's guitar.

I shut my eyes and tried to make myself go to sleep. I dreaded tomorrow mainly because I was off, therefore I didn't have anything to do for the day.

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"Oh, I wanna dance with somebody! I wanna feel the heat with somebody. Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody! With somebody who loves me." The iHome blasted loudly as I danced around while folding a t-shirt.

I ran to my phone that was sitting on the island in the kitchen ringing loudly, from the laundry room. It was Vic.

"Livvy, are you doing anything today?" He questioned.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, "Just laundry, why?"

"Because, I wanted to see if you wanted to go eat dinner with Jo and I today. He misses you."

I grinned, "Of course! I miss my little bean, also. Did you take him to school?"

"Duh, I just dropped him off. What are you doing right now?"

"Laundry, why?" I felt deja vu coming to me.

"Have you eaten?" He continued his game of Twenty Questions.

"I ate a piece of toast."

"I'm coming over and bringing food, bye." He hung up quickly.

What the fuck?

I groaned, looking at my appearence in the mirror nearby. My hair was tossed into a messy top knot bun and I was wearing a large Motley Crue t-shirt and pair of black shorts. I shrugged and continued to dance and do laundry.

Fifteen minutes later, my doorbell rang and I walked up to answer it.

"I brought McDonald's breakfast and coffee, yours vanilla and iced." He still remembered my coffee order, and that made me want to cry. He walked past me and put the bags and the coffees on the counter. I shut the door and followed him. I wish I had picked up a little, there was a couple of misplaced things here and there, but it wasn't noticable.

"Thank you." I said, taking a sip of my iced coffee. It was so good.

"No problem." He smiled sitting down on a stool in front of me and seperating our food. "I know that you only get sausage biscuits, plain, so I got you two of them. And, since you don't like has browns, that I'd take yours." He flashed me a toothy grin and I giggled.

"You just remember all my orders, huh?" I opened up a biscuit and took a bite.

"I will always remember them! We ordered the same shit for 12 years, Livvy."

I grinned, remembering how after hours of partying, we'd go to McDonald's still drunk at 7 AM and munch out. I could tell that he was thinking about the past again, because he smiled also.

"So, when does Amy come back?" I questioned, taking a seat in front of him on a stool.

He groaned, "On Saturday."

I decided to just up and ask him, I know Vic. I know when he is miserable, and when it came to her, he was miserable. "Vic, can I ask you something?"

He nodded and stared into my eyes, "Sure."

"Are you happy with Amy? Like, be honest."

He sighed loudly and gave me a soft smile, "If I answer, will you promise not to say anything?"

I nodded.

"I don't know, Amy is cool and all. But, she sees me as Vic Fuentes of Pierce the Veil, not Vic Fuentes, her boyfriend. That pisses me off. To be honest, I always compare her to you. Like, when she was talking shit about us getting signed to Fearless, I was thinking, 'Wow, Livvy would have the total opposite reaction.' and you did! You still support us and she refuses to for some reason. You know what pisses me off? When she introduces me to her friends, she introduces me like, 'This is my boyfriend, Vic Fuentes. You know, from Pierce the Veil?' and I'm like, 'Hi, I have substance too.' I have other things about me other than being in a band. I'm happy, but I'm not happy, you know?" I could see how frustrated he was. I figured he was so happy with her, but from the sound of it, she was happier to be with a member of PTV, rather than Victor Vincent Fuentes.

"I'm sorry." I apologized for no reason, really. I felt really bad for him, though. He didn't deserve that.

He waved his hand, "No, no. Don't be. We'll see what happens. What about you? Are you dating?"

Fuck. I didn't want to even be asked this question.

I shook my head and stifled a laugh in between a bite of my biscuit, "Fuck no. Nobody wants to date a divorced single mom who talks with food in her mouth."

He laughed, "I would date a divorced single mom who talks with food in her mouth."

I didn't know what that meant, but I wasn't going to sit here and try to define it.

"You don't count since you're the one I'm divorced from, Victor." We both looked at one another and laughed.

We sat there talking about a lot. He vented to me about things going on in his life and I did the same. It was nice to finally talk to somebody who understood completely how I felt. There was such a common ground between us, and even after not really talking for two years, we still understood eachother.

Afterwards, he sat and watched me finish up the laundry and then ended up helping me.

"I see you still have these." He held up one of my black lace thongs with a smirk on his lips.

I snatched them out of his hands, "Oh my god." My cheeks turned a shade of pink, "Just do Jo's laundry."

He chuckled and did as he was told. I glanced at him as he sat next to me, folding clothes, and singing to songs that we both loved. I was happy, and I could see in his eyes that he was too.

--

Vic and I sat on the couch and watched some murder movie on Lifetime. We were laughing at the plot because it was a typical Lifetime movie.

"Every single movie on here is about some battered wife, or like a wife that was cheated on by her husband and then she kills him. Every singe one!" He was holding his stomach from laughing so hard and I looked at him and giggled myself, because it was true.

"Hey, I'm still addicted to this shit, though."

He looked at me and grinned, "I know you are."

We looked at each other for what seemed like ages, and before I could stop it, it happened.

Vic moved closer to me and placed his hand on my cheek and moved a piece of my hair back behind my ear. He looked into my eyes, and mine had shut once he placed his lips onto mine. Something in me didn't me want to stop him, so I didn't. I kissed him back and he bit on my lip, which was his way of asking to allow his tongue to play with mine. I bit his bottom lip back, accepting. We fell onto my back on the couch and he slipped his tongue in, cupping my face. He moved down and made his way to my neck, knowing exactly where my weakness was. I let out a soft moan, having not had this feeling in two years. He smiled onto my neck and went back to my lips while one hand was rubbing my side.

I had moved my lips and pinpointed where his soft spot was and once I had reached it, he let out a moan himself. I nibbled on it and that drove him insane. He said my name softly and I smirked while wrapping my legs around him. He picked me up, still making out, and went into my room, slamming the door behind us.

-

I couldn't even believe that we had sex. I didn't feel guilty at the moment, but I knew later I would. He was rubbing circles on my bare back with his fingers as I rested my head on his chest. I felt his heart beat and I couldn't hemp but feel my happiest whenever he was here. He kissed my head and I looked up at him. He was smiling from ear to ear.

He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, the alarm went off on his phone. He grabbed it and read it aloud, "It's almost two. I have to go pick up Jo. Come with me, and we could go get some food." He shot me a smile and got up, adjusting his boxers onto his hips.

I nodded, getting up and putting on my bra and panties. I quickly picked out an outfit and got dressed. I let my hair down and admired the waves it had created. I put on some makeup and was ready faster than I had thought. Vic was sitting on my bed smiling at me. I stood up once I was done and gave him a look. He walked up to me and kissed me unexpectedly, wrapping his arms around me. I was happy in the moment, but I just helped my ex-husband cheat on his girlfriend. I didn't know how to deal with this.

Notes

So, A LOT happened in this chapter. VIC CHEATED ON AMY! This is gonna open up a slew of drama, I hope you're ready. Also, thank you guys so much for the feedback on this story. Leave me more, love you all :)


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