Vic's POV:

I almost told Sonia I loved her....Don't get me wrong, I do! It's just....I think it's too early to say that to her, what if it scares her? I don't want her to leave me....

Hey, assfuck! Get dressed, we're going out. Don't wear your usual shit. This is different. We've gotta see some of our some of our band mates for lunch to discuss our song. Maxx will be there, which I guess you'll bring along the other dipshit, Mike.' Cody texts me. Assfuck? That's new, must be the works of Google.

What makes you think I wanna spend lunch with you? I don't love you, I've got Twin. Yes, Mike will be there.' Cody's always been...how do I put this? "Special?" I mean, with the outrageous names, I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude, and rudeness to his "best friend," it's a wonder how he has so many fangirls.

After ten minutes of debating if I want casual-classy, or classy-classy. In short, I just end up deciding on my suit that can be turned into concert clothes. Even if I did want to change, not like I'd have time because at that point Cody barged into my room.

"Well? Come on! We've gotta go!" He calls running down the stairs slamming the front door shut. I cringe at that sound. Not like it hasn't happened enough times, it just still gets on my nerves how he does it after I've told him not to.

"So...what happened last night?" I smirk, turning on Shinedown. Bully started playing, and if I may say so, this song is what really made people worry about self-harm and suicide. I don't understand how we've been singing to kids out there that it gets better, but how one band make this and then everyone wants to jump on the band wagon and make bullying illegal. It doesn't make sense, I mean, yes, they're talented as hell...I guess it's just the way we dress, or how there's some screaming in our songs.

Twin's (Sonia's) POV:

All of the sudden, my face felt warm and wet. Jumping up, I was eye to eye with my dog, Oliver. Laughing, I push my wolf looking dog off of me. Well, he was husky and part wolf. He's mostly black on top, coated with grey and white on his stomach down to his paws. His eyes a sharpening ice blue. How he got his name? After Oliver Sykes. Lead singer of Bring Me The Horizon. Which is kind of weird because I just had a nightmare about them before Oli woke me up.....

~~~~~~~~~~~Nightmare~~~~~~~~~~~~

Using all the strength I had, I pushed myself up to the surface of the water. The lake was freezing cold, but they say freezing temperatures slow your death, making it more tortuous and painful rather than melting from fire, making it quicker and less painful. Almost harmless, but not quite.

As my face broke free from the water, I pulled myself on the edge of the lake. Laying on the bank, I felt someone standing over me. I forced my head up to look at the man in front of me. Oli looked down at me. His perfect face still and calm, while his brown eyes excited, and sparkling with glee. Bliss even.

Tears fell from my eyes as I looked at him. "I'm not okay, and it's not alright. Won't you drain the lake and bring me home again?" Chuckling, Oliver pulled out a thickened rope and started tying my body into knots. After that, he grabbed a cinder block and tied it onto my back.

What!? Where did he get that!?' Grabbing me by my shirt, Oli started dragging me back to the lake, to the part that was deep. Grabbing my arm and helping me stand up, he kept his perfect face straight.

"Who will fix you now? Dive in when you're down? Save me from myself." He pushed me with a hard shove and I fell in the water.

"Don't let me drown!" I tried to manage out of my mouth. Water started to fill my lungs and I could feel myself drifting in and out of consciousness. After a few more seconds, I closed my eyes and let the waves bury me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~Reality~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I stretched my arms out in front of me and let Oliver lead me to the kitchen, where I found Kota making breakfast. Now, a breakfast at our house isn't normal. It consists of French fries, pizza, steak (sometimes), and Peace Tea. Lightly walking to Kota, I snuck behind her and grabbed her sides.

"Twin!" she yelled as she whipped around. We burst into a fit of giggles as she tried to smack me in the face. I leaned back and she face planted the table. Oli started barking as I laughed and Kota lay sprawled out on the floor.

After we ate breakfast, Kota went to the store to pick up some stuff for Cody and Vic. Why, I don't know. Those idiots weren't even coming over today. They had some dinner date thing. Which was kind of weird.... Dakota had been gone for an hour now. Always taking her precious time.

I sat in our room and on my bed. Oli was outside, so I had some free time. I would take whatever I could manage. Pulling my laptop out from under my pillow, I pulled out the battery compartment and found my hidden blades. Laying them on my bed in front of me, I picked one up and looked at my scarred wrist. 'What am I going to do with myself? I promised Vic and Kota I'd Stop. I even promised Cody as much as I hated him. He's such an asshat. But I still promised.'

Walking into the bathroom, I dropped my blades in the toilet and flushed them away. "There. Never doing that again." Walking back to my room, I lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling. Vic almost told me he loved me, but then he stopped. So maybe he doesn't mean it. Who knows.

Cody's POV:

I sat across from Vic and Maxx with Mike next to me. Vic wouldn't stop drumming his stupid fingers on the table. "Stop! Would you!" I yelled as I hit the idiot with my menu.

"OLAY OLAY!" He yelled as he flipped me off. After a few minutes of us arguing about if tacos were really Mexican food or not.....Which they weren't!

Our waiter walked up sassy-Gerard Way-like and slapped his hand on the table, sticking one of his hips out to the side like a cheerleader. "I'm Patrick! May I take your order pretty boys?" His voice was high pitched and he walked with a certain air to him. He was obviously gay.