(Silver P.O.V) (A/N Poll! Poll! Yes! I am desperate! Don't judge! :3)

I woke up awhile later, still in Jordan's lap. I realized we were still in the pizzeria, and everybody seemed to be there, as Jordan casually swung his legs back and forth as they hung off the stage of which he was sitting on. I rubbed my eyes, and looked up at him,

"Jordan?" I yawned, "Ugh, what happened?"

"Oh good, you're awake. You were starting to worry me a bit," Jordan sighed with relief. "Everything happened, you remember, right?" I slowly nodded, rubbing my eyes, trying to fix my vision. When I took my hands away from my eyes I realized my one arm was completely wrapped in bandages, I was about to peel it off to see what was underneath- "Leave the bandages on for awhile," Jordan pulled my hand away lightly, "You want the wounds to heal faster."

I huffed, putting my good arm back to my side, slowly sliding off Jordan's lap onto the floor, where I was greeted by hugs from BB and Goldy.

"Are you ok Goldy?" I immediately asked.

"Still a little tired, but mostly fine," He reassured me. I nodded,

"BB, you ok too?" I asked. BB sent me back a firm nod, continuing to hug my leg. I yawned, rubbing my forehead, trying to get out of my sleeping state. "Jordan, can I got to the bathroom? I need to splash some water on my face."

"Be careful," Jordan said.

"I will," I nodded, as I made my way to the restrooms.

I tugged the handle to enter the restroom, and it slid open with ease. That was relieving, since I had just been burnt and beat I wasn't looking for a door that was difficult to open.

I quietly made my way into the empty restroom, only to stop completely in my tracks. My eyes scanning the horrible scene standing before me.

"Impossible," I thought to myself, "He shouldn't be here."

After thinking to myself, I finally slipped back into reality, realizing the he was in fact looking at me.

I flinched, but that was the only movement that occurred inside the room. All he did was peer at me, and all I did was stare. I wanted to just sprint out, run to Jordan, and practically scream to him that Vincent wasn't dead.

So why wasn't I?

A sound of sarcastic amusement slipped out of his mouth, of course neither of us said anything.

"You don't want to start the conversation? Fine, then I'll start the conversation, the one time words need to come out of your mouth, you decide to keep it shut," He seemed pretty angry. Trying to process what he had just said, I still hadn't said anything. He was kind of scaring me. "You're afraid? You're afraid! You're finally afraid! Of all times you decide to do it now!? After all the f*cking s*it I went through, you finally decide to do it now!?"

Whoa.

"W-You seem...different..." I struggled to find words that wouldn't piss him off.

"Different..." Vincent spat, "That's all you idiots ever say..."

Different? That's the only time I had ever spoken that one word to him and he calls me an idiot? Someone seemed to be very pissed...but at the same time, seemingly upset...

"What happen-"

"Your brother happened..." Vincent scoffed. If he said one more bad thing about my friends or family, I was going to lash out on him. "And that pathetic little boy."

That's it.

"Ya know, if you're upset, it's your own f*cking fault! All they were doing was trying to protect me! It was your fault for hurting me!" I yelled at him. I tightened my fists, narrowing my eyes.

"You don't understand," His voice became more calm, "All the time, these stupid people would push me out! You don't know what it's like kid! And now, because of your stupid family, the only chance I got to get back at those idiots is gone!"

No Silver. Don't do it. Don't let the sympathy kick in!

I knew exactly how he felt, but I wasn't going to get deeper into it. Why on earth would I tell someone like him about my present issues. Issues he could possibly relate to? I should just walk out, try and forget this. He was just trying to trick me again.

I turned my back to him, slowly making me way to the door.

"You know how I feel, I can tell~"

Of all the times his chirpy attitude had to come back now!? Why!?

"I don't know what you're talking about," I lied.

"I know you do, after all you're a terrible liar, I learned that quite awhile ago~" Vincent smiled.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I repeated, "Now leave me alone."

I continued to walk out,

"To be pushed aside from everyone else? An outcast. A punching bag. You know exactly what I'm talking about," He smirked.

I stopped. Jamming my fists into my pockets, thinking on which way I would go.

Out the door?

Or back to Vincent?