I love youAfter a few hours of catching up with the Creepypastas, i needed to go back. I opened the door, and waked out, and started walking towards PTVs bus. I opened the door, and everyone's a sleep. I think. I opened the back lounge. Vic was there, of fûcking course.
"What do you want?" Vic asked, his eyes scanning my body.
"Nothing." I said.
"Fûck off." Vic said, repeating the words I said to him earlier.
"Fûck off. Słut." Vic said.
"Anorexic piece of shit." Vic said. Tears rushed down my face. Crystal you anorexic piece of crap.
"I can't believe your acting like this. Your band saved me. If it wasn't for you guys I would be dead." I said.
Me and Vic got in a MASSIVE FIGHT. He said some pretty Nasty things. I ended up falling asleep on EJs couch.
I woke up, to my phone ringing. I answered. It was a crying Jeff.
"What's wrong babe?" I asked.
"It's Vic. He's at the hospital. He tried to kill himself last night." Jeff sniffled.
"I'm coming." I said.
"No, I think it's best you and him had your distance. Don't come." Jeff said, hanging up. I called up Jaime.
"What happened to Vic?" I asked.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Jaime asked, annoyed.
"Jaime tell me." I said.
"No you stupid bîtch." Jaime said, and hung up. I called Tony, but he didn't answer, and called Mike. he didn't answer either. I'm pissed. I walked towards PTVs RV, and opened the door. Empty. I went to the bathroom. I counted 7 razor blades, and a empty pill bottle. There was vomit all over the floor. I felt like killing my self. I grabbed a razor blade, and sat down on the couch. I began to get to work.
I sat down, tapping my foot. Vic just has to be okay. Then a nurse came out with a Very tired Vic.
"Um, Mr. Fuentes, your brother seems fine. If he vomits, it's perfectly normal. I highly recommend watching him for at least a few days. You guys can go home now." The nurse said.
"I wanna go home." Vic grumbles.
"Hop on my back." I said. Vic hoped on my back, and I grabbed his thighs to keep from falling. We got in the car, as I set Vic down. We started to drive, back to the RV.
My arms were now filled with cuts and gashes. I didn't go anywhere near my tattoo. I saw a small figure walk In, and scream. Shit Vic. Vic walked closer to me, but I scooted back.
"Crystal…" Vic said reaching for my wrist. He grabbed it, and scanned it.
"V-Vic, I'm so s-sorry for last n-night!! I'm even sorry for this. I-I'm sorry f-for being a m-mistake." I said, crying into a pillow. Vic got up, and grabbed something. He wipes my cuts, and put bandages on it. He kissed them. He grabbed my shoulder, pulling me into a cozy hug. He sat down with me in his arms. I was a crying mess.
"Don't be sorry. You weren't a mistake. Your perfect." Vic said, hugging me tighter.
After everyone was all cool, I sat down next to Jeff.
"Hey tinsel teeth." Jeff said, referring to my braces.
"Shut up." I said. My braces were the cooler braces, that I personally loved. They were the once with the elastic, in them. That were called power chains. I had power chains for the top teeth, and the bottom one, I had the regular ones, with the wire.
"Crystal what's your advice on giving a blowjob?" Tony asked, jokingly.
"you all ways gotta look him in the eye. Never break eye contact. All ways deep throat it." I said.
"Holy shit." Vic said.
"I gotta get going." I said, reaching into a black bag, pulling out a spray paint.
"Are you gonna come or what?" I said, grabbing the whole bag. I grabbed my camera, and my phone. I then grabbed some weed. I walked out, and I got on my skateboard. Everyone got on their skateboard. Vic skated next to me.
"Where you going?" Vic asked.
"Just to a abandoned building, as know as a party." I laughed. The other day I met some "friends", so that's where I'm going to meet them. I turned a corner, jumped of my skateboard. I gave everybody some spray paint, and I began to start my work of graffiti.
I finished, and admired my work.
"About that party…" I began.
"Follow me." I said. I was greeted by a Spanish man.
"Cuál es tu nombre?" They guy asked. (Cuál es tu nombre means, what's your name.)
"mi nombre es Crystal." I said (my name is Crystal)
"¿Quiénes son?" The guy asked (who are they)
"Ellos son, Pierce the Veil." I said. (They are pierce the veil)
"¿cuál es su nombre?" The guy asked. (What's their names)
"Vic Fuentes, Mike Fuentes, Tony Perry, Jaime Preciado, Jeff woods." I said.
"escuchar, vas a puto dejarnos entrar o no?" I yelled. (Are you gonna fûcking let us in or not?)
"sí, señora atractiva" he purred. (Yes, you sexy lady.)
"Cierra la puta boca que puta hombre. im puta casada. conseguir un hijo de puta vida." I yelled. (shut the fûck up you man whøre. im fûcking married. get a life mother fûcker). I pushed past him, and grabbed Vic's and Jeff's hand. I didn't feel like drinking.
I hauled Vic over my shoulder, since he was asleep. Mike carried Tony. We began to walk back to the RV. I put Vic down on the couch, tucked him in, and walked towards Jeff.
"Wanna try something new tonight?" Jeff purred in my ear.
Jeff threw me in our big bunk, and began to rip off my shirt and jeans. Everyone was away from us, either sleeping or having headphones on. I took off Jeff's shorts, then shirt. Jeff grabbed my butt. I think I know what she's gonna do. Have añal sex with me. I began to get sweaty.
"Babe are you okay?" Jeff asked, as he played with my bra strapped.
"Y-yeah." I said.
"Do you want to do it the rough way?" Jeff purred. The rough way was when Jeff would spank me, call me a naughty girl, and pull my hair a lot.
"Yes." I said. Jeff unclipped my bra, and slid it off of me. He nibbled my neck. He slid off my panties, and going down to my wet core. He slowly moved his fingers up and down. I grabbed jeff, and slid down his boxers, and put my mouth down there. I began sucking. Jeff grabbed onto my hair, as I looked into his blue eyes.
"Don't stop…" Jeff whimpered. I grabbed his hips, to keep him from bucking. I shoved his member down my throat, and Pulled out. I began to bob my head, as Jeff pulled my hair. I groaned.
"For being a bad girl, you get this." Jeff said, slowly putting himself in my butt. I dug my nails on his skin. He moved. I was having ass sex, and oh did this feel good.
We were in a sweaty mess, and I was so tiered. I put on my clothes then falling asleep.
I woke up, to the sound of the door opening, and laughing. I slid out of they bunk, and realizing I had just shorts and a bra on. They looked at me.
"Sorry!" I said, grabbing my shirt and slipping it on me. Well that was really weird. I opened the fridge, and handed them a bottle of water. They thanked me, before guzzling it down. Then Kellin stormed in.
"CRYSTAL." Kellin yelled.
"Y-yes?" I asked,
"You were right. Katelynne." Kellin said, on the verge of tears.
"C'mer." I said, giving him a hug.
"Where's cope?" I asked.
"She's on my bus. Katelynne is looking for her." Kellin said, running out. He then came back with a little cope, sleeping.
"I need you to hide her. Katelynne is looking everywhere. If she knocks on this door, have Vic answer it. I'm so scared." Kellin saidl.
"Okay, just relax." I said.
"I need to get going." Kellin said.
"Where you going?" I asked.
"I need to do a lot of things. If cope wakes up, tell her I'm at the store or something." He said.
"Okay." I said, as he ran out the door. I held cope in my arms. Then she woke up.
"Dada?" She asked.
"Daddy's at the store. He'll be back soon." I said. I sighed. She got down and waddled to Vic. Vic picked her up, and giggled. Jeff woke up, and instantly ran out the door, without saying a word. Hm.
I work up, and ran out the door. I had to talk to someone. I ran into EJs RV, and found EJ.
"Can you get a girl pregnant, by having ass sex?" I asked.
"No…why did Crystal and you have ass sex?" EJ taunted.
"Well, maybe." I said. We ended up chilling, and talking.
I was cuddled up with Ben, who was sleeping. I stroked his blonde hair, and giving him neck kisses until he woke up. He woke up, and rubbed his eyes. I smiled.
"Hey babe." I said, giving him a kiss.
"Hey." He said back. I rubbed his small back, and he buried his head In my neck. His tongue traced my neck bone, causing me to shiver.
Ugh I hate my life. I was sobbing in the bathroom, uncontrollably. I was in my Creepypasta form. I felt the my tears travel down my Chelsea smile. I was all alone in the tour bus, because PTV were at a meet and greet, then off to a photoshoot, then some time to practice their new album, then a interview. Crystal was at the store, buying food.
I got back to the RV, and grabbed the groceries, and hauled them into the RV. I heard soft sobbing. I looked in the back lounge, nothing. I looked in the bunks, nothing. I looked in the bathroom, and saw a crying Jeff.
"What's wrong baby?" I softly asked. I stood him up. It broke my heart seeing him cry. I felt so bad.
"W-what isn't wrong? I-I c-can't stop c-crying." Jeff whispered, as he buried his face in his hands.
"Babe look at me." I said. He slowly removed his hands. I looked him in his icy blue eyes. His lip was slowly quivering, tears rushed down his face, his scene bangs were messy. His septum piercing was crooked, his snake bite hoops were not crooked. His smile was bleeding a tiny bit. His hair was a mess, but he still had a hood on his head, which was know falling off. His icy blue eyes starred back at me. His mouth was open a tiny bit, exposing is bottom teeth.
"Listen. Your perfect. I don't care what people say. They can call you a Fucktard, bîtch, Fâggot, whöre, man slut, anorexic, and worthless. And I wouldn't care. You can be a fûckin idiot, and I would still love you. You could be a shy, and quiet one, but fûck, I still love you. Your perfect. You actually taught me how to live. You taught me to love my self, even if everybody thinks your scary. You taught me to face my fears. And I did. You mean so much to me. You gave me life. The day that you crept into my window, there was this feeling I never had in my tummy. I don't know, why you didn't kill me, but damn sure if you did, I wouldn't be here, loving you to death. Jeffrey, I know you don't believe in yourself. I can see it in your eyes. You seem scared, or nervous, a lot lately. But whenever I come around, i take your mind off it. Jeffrey mother fûcking woods, you are the most beautiful, Respecting, perfect, person out there. I love you so much." I said, leaning in and giving him a big hug. Tears were waiting to fall down his face.
"D-do you really m-mean that? Ugh you do probably think I'm a faggót for crying." Jeff said, trying to wipe his tears.
"Of course I do Jeff. No I don't think your a faggōt." I said, burying my face in his hoodie. I looked in
Jeff's eyes. His eyes were red from crying. His nose was red. Jeff's glossy eyes starred back into my glossy eyes. He kept looking at me, every few seconds opening his mouth. He's so sexy. Damn. I leaned in, giving him a kiss. He kissed back, as his arms wrapped around my neck. I wrapped my arms around his waist. He let go, and Jeff sniffled.
"But w-what I-if I'm n-not a good enough f-father to A-Alexis? What if I m-make the s-same mistake as I-I did with my parents and Liu?" Jeff cried, burying his face, in my neck.
"You will. You'll be the best father to her. You will be the best father out there. I promise." I said, kissing his red nose. Jeff was shaking violently.
"Are you okay?" I asked, afraid Jeff might pass out.
"I-I don't k-k-know…" he said. Jeff was shaking so bad.
"JEFF!" I yelled.
"Say something!" I cried. Nothing. He stood their shaking. I grabbed his had, and noticed it was sweaty.
I grabbed Jeff's hand, and held it. Jeff opened his mouth.
"Holy fûckin Christ." Jeff said quickly.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Um yeah…I'm fine." Jeff said.
"I love you, Jeffrey."