Vic entered the twin’s house, looking for Hannah. Everyone else was hanging out and she’d decided to stay home because she felt ‘ill’ but Vic knew what that meant, it meant she was hating herself and everything around her, she wanted to do things that only Vic knew how to help her with.

What Vic didn’t know, was that when Erin left an hour or so before, Hannah hadn’t said ‘See you later’, she had said ‘goodbye’ and nobody thought anything of it.

“Hannah?!” He called out into the silent house, no response came to him “Hannah, its Vic, where are you?” His voice was soft, encouraging her to alert him of her whereabouts.

He reached the top landing and could hear the water running in Hannah’s bathroom. Her bedroom door was open so he let himself in, thinking he could wait while she took her bath, but when he entered the room and walked over to the door, ready to talk through it to her, the carpet beneath his feet squelched, soaking wet with water from under the door.

“Hannah!” He yelled, panicked as he pounded on the locked bathroom door “Hannah, please open the door!” He pleaded, shaking the handle and trying to get in “Fuck, fuck, fuck,”

Vic backed up and kicked the door with everything he had, knocking it completely off its hinges, and rushed into the bathroom where he found Hannah, unconscious.

She was in the tub, the water still running so that it was overflowing and she was underneath it. The bath was filled with her blood, her wrists so badly cut up with some fresh small lines but each arm had one huge vertical line up them. She was wearing a baggy t-shirt and shorts, so when he looked at her thighs he could see how bloody they were, too.

“NO!” He roared, shoving his arms into the ice cold water to pull Hannah out of it, she was a dead weight and once she was out the water, her body knocked his to the floor. He checked for a pulse, but there was nothing there “Don’t you die on me!” He cried, laying her out on the soaking wet floor and starting chest compressions to start her heart again “You hear me, Hannah? Don’t you die!”

After five whole minutes of trying to revive her, he was becoming weak, his tears were blurring his vision and his heartbreak was making him weak, but he gave the last one everything he had and punched her as hard as he could, right in the middle of her chest and she immediately coughed up what looked like a gallon of water. He rolled her onto her side so that it all came up and didn’t go back down before cradling her sobbing form in his arms.

“Why did you do it?” She croaked “Why did you have to bring me back?”
~~~~
Hannah
So, we were going on tour with Avenged Sevenfold? Sounds fun.

Jimmy and I really hit it off when we hung out at the end of Mayhem, nothing happened, we just talked about everything and laughed a lot but we’ve been texting back and forth a lot, even more so after the proposal to go on tour with them.

“How was the studio?” Vic asked, walking into the kitchen with our Chinese food.

“Awesome, as always,” I told him, picking up my box “Erin and I were pretty wrapped up with some duels, a solo and the riffs for a new song that Charlie came up with, it’s pretty… sexy,” I wiggled my hips and winked at him before peering into his box of noodles “Oh, what did you
get?” I asked, already digging in and taking some.

“You wonder why people think we’re a couple,” He laughed, shaking his head.

“Shut up,” I warned “I came to your house to eat,”

“And more,”

“And more?” I asked, cocking my eyebrow at him “What does that mean?”

“You know what that means,” He smirked, stepping towards me and wrapping his arms around my waist “We always get a little freaky after dinner,”
~~~~
I’d tried to prove Vic wrong, prove that we don’t always have sex when we’re together, but he proved me wrong.

We were laying on his bed, the sheets having been discarded a while ago, leaving us naked and exposed to the air and each other.
We were both laying there, staring at the ceiling when suddenly Vic rolled onto his side and started running his fingertips across my thighs.

“What are you doing?” I asked, trying to push his hand away “Don’t do that,”

“I love these,” He whispered, shuffling down the bed so that his face was level with my thighs and propped himself up on his elbow “These are your battle scars,”

“Vic…”

“No,” He looked up at me with those huge eyes of his “These prove to you, to me, to everyone out there, that you survived, you’ve been to Hell and back, but you fucking survived,” he took my hand and pulled it down so my wrist was in front of his face and pressed a few gentle kisses to the scars and new-ish cuts there “These ones too,”

“Why do you do this to me?” I asked, choking back the tears.

“Because you need to know that you’re here for a reason, there’s a reason you came back to me that day in the bathroom,”

“Vic that was over a year ago,” I whispered, looking down at the long vertical like up my wrist.

“And if you weren’t supposed to be, you wouldn’t be here today,”

Vic and I were always extremely close, especially after that night, and at first, for about a month – maybe more – I hated him for saving my life, I hated that I was still alive because of him, he revived me so my misery was now all his fault. But then, after breaking down in his arms, punching his chest as hard as I could, one night after too many drinks, I told him how much I hated him for it and he told me that he loved me.

“I’m here because of you, Vic.” I sighed.

“I just gave you the push you needed to breathe again, I didn’t do anything,”
I looked into his eyes and couldn’t control the smile that spread across my face as the tears started to roll down my cheeks.

“You saved my life,”
~~~~
Jimmy
We’d gotten the news that the girls were actually going to join us for the tour, which was amazing. It would be a huge boost for them in the fan area, although I’ve been doing my research and they already have so many dedicated fans, who were sure to go nuts when it was released to the public that they were going to be touring with us.

“Dude, what are we doing tonight?” Zack asked.

“I don’t know about you fuckers, but I’m going to see Charlie,” Matt old us all proudly, walking into his living room, towel drying his hair while only wearing his jeans “So you can all get the fuck out of my house while I’m not here,” He narrowed his eyes and pointed a finger at all of us.

“Well I guess I’ll see if Erin’s up for doing anything tonight,” Brian yawned “Johnny?”

“Lil Red,” Was all he needed to say.

“Maybe I’ll give Hannah a call,” I said as I stretched over as much of Matt’s couch as I possibly could “We have to do some fun shit while we’re here, we aren’t going to be home for much longer,”

“That’s no fair, you guys all have a girl from the band and I don’t have shit,” Zack whined.

“Then get some other friends beside your bandmates, it isn’t our fault that the girls band only has four members,” Brian laughed, punching Zack hard on the arm while I fished my phone out of my pocket and found Hannah’s name in my contact list.

“Hello?” She answered after about five rings.

“Hannah, hey, it’s Jimmy,” I said, suddenly feeling shy of even talking to this girl.

“Hey, Jimmy!” She chirped, sounding more alert than when she answered the phone “I should have checked the caller I.D,” She laughed “What’s up, anyway?” She asked.

“I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight,” I told her “You know, all of the guys are going off to do something and I’m pretty sure Brian is texting your sister and harassing her about doing something tonight, so how about it?”

“I don’t know,” She drawled “I’m kind of busy tonight,”

“Doing what?” I asked, feeling the disappointment inside of me.

“Blogging,” She laughed “And eating my bodyweight in chocolate ice cream,”

“Well, I was really hoping you wouldn’t be too busy to come out with me tonight, I have something I wanted to show you,” I teased “And before you say anything, it isn’t hidden by my jeans and briefs right now,”

“And there is the answer to my one unanswered question,” She hummed.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Does The Rev wear boxers or briefs?” She asked in a fake interviewer’s voice.

“Shut up,” I laughed “So, can I pick you up tonight, or what?”

“Time?”

“Eight,”

“Fine,”

“Dress cute,” I teased.

“You dress cute,” She shot back sarcastically “Bye,”

“Bye,”
~~~~
At eight on the dot, I pulled up outside the twins’ house in my truck and gave myself a pep talk.

“Alright James, you can do this, she’s just the girl that you like, the girl who you’ve had a crush on since the second you saw her on stage, it’s Hannah for Christ sakes, man up and show this woman a good time tonight,”

I just opened my eyes again and stopped talking to myself when my phone beeped on the passenger seat.

Are you going to be a jerk and wait for me outside, or a gentleman and come to the door for me? – Hannah x

There was a kissy face at the end, basically telling me what my answer should be. I chuckled at the message, locked my phone and slipped it into my back pocket as I hopped out of the truck.
When I knocked on the door it was Erin who answered, she gave me a knowing smile and was slipping earrings into her ears. I guess Brian convinced her to go out tonight.

“Oh, Hannah!” She called up the stairs with a gasp, pressing her hand to her chest “There’s a boy here for ya,” She was putting on a strong southern accent.

“A boy?!” Hannah gasped, coming to the landing where I could see her “Oh, sister. Happy days!” She skipped down a few steps so that I could see her better, she was smiling widely.

“He… he mentioned somethin’ about askin’ for ya hand in marriage!” Erin exclaimed excitedly, still gasping slightly.

“Marriage?!” Hannah exclaimed “I thought I’d have to live out the rest of my days alone and die an old maid!” She had finally reached the bottom of the stairs when she started laughing, Erin laughed too and I couldn’t help but join in.

“You look beautiful,” I told her.

Her hair was in natural looking waves of her two shades of blue, cascading over her shoulders and covering her chest, reaching her ribs almost. She wore a little top and high waisted shorts ; both items of clothing accentuating her womanly assets, and the best part of the outfit was the cowgirl boots on her feet.

“You don’t look so bad yourself, Sullivan.” She smirked, leaning up on the very tip of her toes to press a kiss to my cheek “So, where are you taking me?” She asked.

“That’s still a surprise, you have to wait until we get there to find out,” I said, poking her nose.

“Oh, well, is my outfit alright for where we’re going?” She asked, looking down at herself.

“Actually, it’s very fitting,”
~~~~
“Can I open my damn eyes yet?” She whined just as I pulled up at our location.

“Not yet,”

I cut the engine and jumped out, hurrying around to her side and helping her out, her eyes still squeezed shut.

“Jimmy, I don’t like not being able to see where I’m going,”

“Keep ‘em shut,” She groaned and then squealed as I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder, walking around to the back of the truck and standing her in the bed of the truck.

“Open,”

She opened her eyes and gasped, taking in her surroundings.

It was the perfect night for this, there were no clouds in the sky meaning that we could see the stars so clearly that we could almost reach out and grab them. The picnic at her feet got her so excited that she settled down immediately on the old blanket and pillows I’d set out to make it more comfortable.

“A night time picnic under the stars?” She smiled up at me as I climbed in with her “James Owen Sullivan, you really are a romantic little guy,”
~~~~
Hannah
I didn’t know if this was a date or not, but either way he had made an effort and it was amazing… perfect, even.

“So, we go on tour pretty soon,” I said, swallowing my bite of my sandwich “Is it going to be weird?”

“Weird how?” He asked.

“Weird, like… because we’ve been in constant contact since Mayhem, we’ve been here tonight and I… well I don’t do relationships, Jimmy.” I sighed and looked down at my feet “If that’s what you’re expecting from this then you should just take me home now and avoid me for the tour since there’s no way I can get out of it now,”

“Hey,” He whispered, but I didn’t look up to meet his eyes “Hey,” He repeated, sticking his long finger under my chin and tilting it up, forcing me to look at his amazingly blue eyes “I don’t know what I’m expecting for this, but whatever it is… whatever it may or may not become, I like it already,”

I had been looking down at his lips as he spoke, but when I looked up to meet his eyes, I noticed them darting back up to mine from my lips.

“I like it, too.” I whispered as he started to lean in to me “I like it a lot,” My voice barely escaped my mouth before I found myself leaning up and closing the gap between our mouths.

His hand moved to the back of my head and cradled it, while my hand raised up and cupped his jaw as our lips moved perfectly together. There wasn’t too much tongue, it wasn’t lust filled… it was just passionate and… hungry.

But it didn’t matter what it was, it was a kiss… and I could get used to it.

Notes

So, here we have a little insight into just why Hannah and Vic are so close, emotionally.
Do all of the girls know about what she did? Does ANYONE else know about what she did all that time ago? Maybe we'll find out later on.
If you, or anyone you know has or does self harm, I'm sure you'll know just how difficult it is to deal with, to battle and to talk about. But we should never be afraid to speak to people who love us and will help us. Someone is always going to be there for you, whether it is in person or online, I know that for a fact.
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