I Kissed The Scars On Her Skin (Vic Fuentes)

"I kissed the scars on her skin, I still think your beautiful and I don't ever want to lose my best friend" my best friend sang into the mic. I knew the song was about me, he told me he had wrote it for me.

I remember when I first heard the song. Before it was even finished or on the record. I was at his house, staying with him because me and my boyfriend had just broken up. He was cheating on me for god knows how long. I was just to hopeless to see it. Vic took me in under his wing, like he always had. Since we were teenagers we had been friends, I think because we had a lot of the same problems. We both struggled with self harm, him for different reasons of course. I did it because I was alone, my parents no matter what I did could never be proud, and I feel like till the day I die they will never be. The only place I felt at home was with Vic. He pretty much saved my life.

My eyes flutter open and I woke up in a room, his room. In a bed, his bed. I heard his voice echo through the house, the sound of him strumming his guitar. I loved what he wrote and played. It was always so powerful with so much meaning. At least it had a lot of meaning to me, because I knew what he was writing about. I had been there through it all. The girlfriends, the breakups, the fights. Even tho someone could shatter his heart into a million pieces he still loved them and adored them. I could learn a lot from him about that. Me on the other hand I held grudges and had a lot of hate in my heart. It's hard for me to let to of the past. But I'm working on it.

I stretched and rolled out of bed. Following the sound of the cords being played. It led me into his small studio him and the guys had made over the years. He sat in the corner of the room with back to me. He mumbled some word and then would scribble them down on the notepad that sat in front of him. I smiled and walked up behind him leaning down and wrapping my arms around his body kissing him on his cheek. "Goodmorning" I whispered in his ear.

"Goodmorning" he said back to me, returning a kiss to my cheek.

"Whatcha doing?" I asked taking a seat next to him.

"Writing some new songs" he replayed going back to playing with his guitar.

I sat there watching him play. He was just humming now, not singing anymore. "Sing to me" I said.

He put his head down and smiled. His cheeks burned from embarrassment. No matter how much he performs in front of thousands of screaming fans he was always shy to play to me. I usually have to beg him. But to my surprise he said 'okay.'

"This is just something I've been working on," he began "it's not finished and I don't know of its really all that good."

"Shut up and play" I said leaning in.

"I screamed out god your vulture! Bring her back or take me with her!" He continued to sing into the mic. The crowed was going wild, and so weren't the boys. Tony head banging nonstop, Jaime jumping around and scream backing vocals, and Mike destroying his drums. They were all so happy and it made me happy. This was my family.

Their set came to a close sadly. Just like every night. I know I would see them play again tomorrow but I never wanted it to end.

"We'll see you next time Salt Lake" and with that Vic ran off the stage and swept me into his arms. He kissed me on my cheek and squealed in disgust.

"Stop it Vic your all sweaty!" I shrieked. He just laughed.

He carried me all the way back to the bus. It was a relief to be on the bus. It was the first day of Warped Tour and I was already dreading the rest of the summer. Vic sat us down under the air conditioner, I sat on his lap and laid my head on his shoulder. The place I felt the safest was in his arms.

"You guys were amazing," I said "first show and you already killed it."

"Thank you but we could had done better."

Vic was a perfectionist. Every thing had to be perfect. I let out a sigh, I wish he could just see he was perfect.

The bus door opened and the rest of the guys poured into the bus along with other guys from bands. They were all being loud and rowdy and I could tell Vic didn't want them bothering us.

"You wanna go catch some sets before sunset?" He asked me.

I nodded my head and took his hand in mine and followed him out the bus. We wandered to the stage to see who was playing. It was a band I had never heard of but kinda enjoyed it. I think it was called 'Streetlight Manifesto'. I thought it was awesome that they had trumpets and tubas and other brass instruments I was sure what were called. Vic started to sway with the music and made me dance with him. The music had a nice beat so we started to dance on the side of the stage. Vic kept making the most ridiculous faces and made me laugh. Some of the kids in the audience saw us and started pointing. Some girls saw us and just looked pissed off, some even started crying. One girl looked me dead in the eye mouthed 'fuck you' the flicked me off. I laughed and showed Vic. He smiled and pulled me off stage to go see other bands. Walking around with us holding hands earned me more dirty looks and whispers from girls waking by.

Fangirls are going to be the death of me, and Vic's not even mine! We're just friends. But everyone thinks wee dating, even the guys. I thought about it before, a long time ago in high school. I really wanted to go to prom with Vic. It was so bad. I was just hoping everyday he would ask me. Prom weekend came and it never happened. I thought maybe I should just come out and tell him I liked him but that was pointless because he got a girlfriend, so I just buried those feelings down inside. I still had them but I didn't want to ruin our friendship, or worse, break his heart.

We caught a few more sets before the crew started breaking down the stages and the kids started clearing out. Me and Vic made our way back to the bus, which was full of partying band members. We made our way past everyone into the back lounge where Vic got us pillows and blankets to watch a movie.

"Do you want anything to eat or drink?" He asked me walking towards the door.

"I'll have I drink," I said "want me to pick out the movie?" The was only really two choices, Harry Potter or Starwars.

"Yeah, but surprise me" he said sarcasticly giving me and wink before the slipped out of the lounge. I laughed to myself and put the movie in the DVD player. I chose Harry Potter.

Vic returned with my drink and let out a groan. "Harry Potter, really?"

"Either this or Starwars"

He shut up and sat down beside me. He put his arm around me and pulled me in so my head was resting on his chest. I pretty much knew the movie by heart so me and Vic just had some small talk. Soon the bus started and we were off to the next city. From the movie, my drink and the bus moving I eventually drifted off to sleep still laying safe and sound in Victors arms. I knew this was where I belonged.