Bulls In the Bronx | PTV [ROUGH EDITING]

You Kill Me (In A Good Way)

Bella’s P.O.V

It was night, and Vic and I were in the back of the Tour Bus, in the room. The lights were off... and the moonlight rayed through small window in the room and illuminated us two. I climbed on top of him, running my hands through his hair, my lips pressing upon his. I giggled, feeling Vic’s fingers under my shirt. He giggled too, due to my skin tickling his practically of how jumpy I was. I was straddling on him, him in between my legs, my knees pressed upon the bed under us. I kissed him over and over, his lips never let go of mine. I could feel his fingers traveling on my back, making me shiver yet built this confusing feeling in my veins. Was it, lust? I bit his lip, feeling his nails dig into my back and panted a little, my back was almost exposed.

I felt his heart beat faster, my chest rose up and down due to the lack of air. One of his hands grabbed the hem of my slim black shorts, but he didn’t do anything. He seemed to wait for approval, but I wasn’t sure, it felt too soon to do this. I won’t say nothing. I took a grip of his hair and pulled his face closer to me, and pressed my lips over and over on his. Our bodies rose up, and we were both on our knees, still kissing. He soon took off his shirt and went back to kissing me.

Soon he had flipped us over, him on top of me this time. I giggled and pressed my lips upon his. He bent over and pressed his lips upon mine harder. He wrapped his hands around my wrists, and pinned me down. I felt my white t-shirt was a mess, my bra was almost exposed and as well as my abdomen. We’re careless, we’re just having fun. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and his lips found their way to my neck.

My heartbeats fastened, and my breathing got heavy. His lips were practically sucking the life out of me, I bit my lip. His grip on my wrists loosened, and I wrapped my arm around his neck and the other traveled upon his muscular arm. “I love you Bella, let me prove it… I want you so badly.” Somehow, his words made my skin tingle making me become tense. But in a few, I became insecure, unsure and ugly. I couldn’t help but let tears escape my eyes, oh the memories.

“BITCH! COME BACK HERE!” Michael yelled, running out the room. My chest ran up and down, I was breathing heavily. I ran down the stairs as fast I could, and I surely tried my best to escape this hell. The scratches that he had given me, still remained on my arms and my legs. His dirty touch still remained on my lower abdomen, on my thighs, and my upper body. My lips were bleeding, and tears rolled down my cheeks. He changed, he wasn’t like this before. He was about to take my innocence… What a bastard. “GET BACK HERE!” I swung the door open and ran for my life. I could hear my heartbeats in my ears, I could not longer breathe but pant and demand for air. “BELLA!” I ran down the street, took a corner and ran. Suddenly I heard a honk, it was a taxi. I raised my arm in the air and waved, “Taxi!” The car stopped, and I rushed to get in it.

“Please, take me far away from here.” I whispered. looking behind me. He was running towards the car. “NOW!” I yelled, facing the driver. He jumped in his seat, but soon started to drive off.

I choked with my tears, and tried to push him off. “No, get off of me!” I sobbed. He looked at me, and soon noticed my puffy red eyes. “Bella? What’s wrong?” He asked immediately. I sat up and ran my hands through my hair, and shuddered at the thought. “Bella?” He asked, and placed his hand on my thigh. I moved away, “Don’t…” I stuttered. His eyes shown sympathy and fear and curiosity, “Bella I’m sorry, I wasn’t going to force you or anything.. Bella I’m so sorry.” He said, and wrapped his arms around me. Bella calm down, it’s Vic not Michael. I looked up and met Vic’s eyes, and noticed how messy his hair was, his red wet lips, and exposed strong chest. I calmed down a little, realizing it’s just Vic.

“Vic,” I cried. He sighed, “It’s okay babe, everything’s alright..” He held me softly and gently. I pushed him against me, tightly, and held him so close, as if afraid they would take him away from me. He held me tighter, “It’s okay, Bella, it’s okay.” He whispered, caressing my hair, and my arm.

I soon stopped sobbing, my breathing slowed and I was no longer crying.

“What happened? Did I do something wrong?” He asked, worried, looking down at me. I shook my head, “No, it’s just.. The memory of Michael, it got in my head… He was about to take my innocence more than once, and the way he held me, it was with so much force and lust…” He nodded slowly, “I understand.. I’m sorry, I think I grabbed you a bit too hard. It’s just..” I looked into his eyes again, and soon I saw his cheeks flush a bit. I smiled a little, and giggled a little. He chuckled and looked away, embarrassed. “It’s okay, I understand.. I think we got a bit too into the moment…” I whispered. He smiled and gave a nod, “Yeah…” I smiled and caressed his flushing cheek with my hand, “And even when that moment comes..” I said. He looked into my eyes, “I wouldn’t think about it twice.” I whispered.

He smiled, “You kill me,” He whispered. “In a good way.”

* + * + * + *

“Tony.. do it again.” Giggles.
“No…”
“Please!” Laughs. “That was HILARIOUS.”
“put the song! put the song!”
“Please Tony?” “OK! OK!”

I rolled over, and opened my eyes. I looked up to see Vic, he wrinkled his nose and I laughed. “Your hair tickled my nose,” He whispered. Soon I noticed he had his arms wrapped around me, and I felt his fingers under my shirt, touching my warm skin. “I’m sorry.” Once he opened his eyes, I saw his glistening brown eyes. My heart skipped a beat, and my blood rushed through my veins violently. I bit my lip and my eyes dropped down to his lips, “Anxious are you?” He whispered huskily. I giggled, and he had placed his hand on my cheek. “I miss your lips.” When we were about to kiss, music started blasting in the bus.

Due to this, my body jolted up and I was about to fall off the bed. “Ah!” I screamed, but Vic grabbed me before I fell. I sighed, “What the hell are they doing out there?” I asked. Vic shrugged, “I don’t know, but If I were you…” He bent down and his lips tickled my lips, “I would stay here and kiss all day.” He whispered, and planted a kiss on my jaw tenderly. I rolled my eyes and smiled, “Sounds like a bright idea, but not today.” I said and pushed him off of me. “Ah!” He fell off the bed and landed on his ass. I laughed, “Oops!” He rubbed his ass, “Ouch..” I rolled my eyes, “Being overdramatic are we?” I said, and bent over. He looked at me, “Come over here!” He yanked my arm, and I fell off the bed. “Ah!” I screamed, but I luckily landed on him.

“What is going on here?”

We looked up to see Mariella at the door. I quickly got off of Vic, and stood up straight. “Nothing, um..” Vic got up and looked at me. “What are you guys doing out there?” I asked. Suddenly Mike stalked over, and peeked over her shoulder. He shook his head, “Wanna eat the bread before breakfast, huh?” He chuckled. I stared, “We weren’t going to have--” He raised his hand, “No need to explain, Bella.. I understand,” He winked. I flushed and looked away. Vic rolled his eyes, “Get out! Get out you nosy ones.” He chuckled. Mariella gasped, “I’m not nosy!” Vic shrugged and shut the door on their faces.

I wrapped my arms around myself, and looked down.

Vic walked towards me, and wrapped his arms around my waist, “You look so adorable when you’re blushing, love.”

I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, “Thanks.”


- 2: 00 AM -


Vic’s lips curled into a sympathetic smile, making me smile back warmly. His hand caressed mines, his thumbs touching my scars. No longer was there blood, and pain. The thought of the accident made me want to choke into my own tears, and want the need to kill myself for what I’ve done. For what I was responsible. The accident was still lingering in the back of my mind, not leaving me alone. But Vic seems to forget it like a snap, shrugging it off like it’s nothing.

But his smile made me forget easily, of our fractured bones.

Soon we heard loud hunk noises, and Vic had sped the car once again. My heart stopped. No, not again.

“Vic! Vic! Stop the car!” I yelled, in fear. Vic didn’t know what to do, the car violently swirled in the opposite direction. Lights were flashing, and a trashcan crashed upon the car breaking the glass. He swirled the car on the opposite direction once again, but he failed and the car was crashed with another. Due to this the car flipped around and around, and it violently flew to the other side of the road. Soon we came to a sudden halt, and the rush came to the last round. My eyes widened realizing I wasn’t wearing the seat belt. I felt my body flying, crashing through the glass and suspended in the air. Soon I hit the ground with a loud thud. My vision blurred, and I noticed the car was surrounded by fire. “Help!” I choked out. My eyes watered, “Vic!”

“VIC!” I screamed.

“Bella!”

My eyes snapped open,  and I found my body violently moving itself. I was kicking and punching, and slapping and scratching. “Bella it’s okay, I’m here.” He cooed, holding my head with his hands. I soon noticed he was straddling on me. And I also noticed we were in the Tour Bus, in the room in the back. “Vic…” I sobbed. He leaned his forehead upon mine, “Darling it’s okay..” He whispered, holding me tenderly and softly. I gulped and held him tight. “I had a horrible nightmare…” I whispered.

He nodded, “Darling, you’ll be okay…”

I looked into his eyes and kissed him.

* + * + * + *

Vic’s P.O.V

“Trust me, Vic, this will be the most awesomest surprise ever!” Kellin said. I chuckled, “Do you think she’ll like it?” I asked, checking my guitar. He nods eagerly, “Yup! Besides… Justin, the “Love Doctor” recommended it.” He shrugged. I chuckled, “How did he become the ‘Love Doctor’?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. He laughed, “I don’t know, he just told us to start calling him like that.. And besides, the whole Jaime thing worked. He looks much more better, than we expected.” He said. Jaime.. I haven’t talked to him since a long time. “How is he doing?” I asked, looking down. Kellin sighed a little, “He’s okay, but the few first days he didn’t wanted to talk to nobody and all we heard was silence. He took it hard, but now he’s okay. He’s smiling, and being himself again.”

I need to talk to him.

Bella’s P.O.V

I flipped through my lyric book, and stopped at the first song I had written when I was fifteen.
Factory Girl.

~Le Flashback~

“Wait a minute girl! Can you show to the party?” I smiled onto the mic, “I said wait a minute girl!” I shouted, “Can you show me to the party!?” The crowd clapped at the drum’s rhythm, I smirked. “Wait a minute girl! Can you show me to the party?!” I said, and walked around the stage seductively. “Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute girl!” My hair flew around, due to my body swaying. “Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute girl, wait a minute!” I bent down and flipped my hair back and pressed my lips on the mic, my body was throbbing. “Can you let my friends in too?” I giggled, on the mic.

The crowd screamed.

Brittany high-fives me, and I get a hug from Isabel and Mary. The show was done, and the crowd seem more hyper after this jumpy song. I smiled satisfied about myself. “You got the killer body, the raspy voice.. Girl, you were born to be a singer.” Brittany bumped her hips with mine. I laughed and we walked to our Tour Bus. Soon I met eyes with the tigress, Maria. She looked very angry.

~End of Le Flashback~

I smiled a little, and flipped to the next page. That’s when ‘Miss Nothing’ was born.

~Another Flashback~

“She’s such a bitch!” Brittany growled, crossing her arms over her chest. I rolled my eyes, “Tell me about it.” I mumbled. Isabel sighed, “It’s our fault, I’m sorry… It’s our fault she kicked you out.” She frowned. I looked up at her, “It’s okay Isabel, she was always a jealous bitch.” I looked down, “I can’t believe I never let her down…” I mumbled. Mary held my hand, “I’m going to quit the band, I don’t care. She needs to learn that she’s not so perfect as she thinks. Let’s see if she can handle finding other band members.” She said. I looked up at her, “No.. No, don’t do it.” I said. She shook her head, “She needs to learn her lessons, I’m going to quit. Besides, I don’t want to be stuck with a bitch.” She added. I sighed. “She was always Miss Everything.” I said. Brittany laughed, “When practically she’s nothing.”

That’s it.

I quickly grabbed my lyric book and started writing down lyrics.

~End Of Le Flashback~

I flipped through the next page, and the next. But soon I stopped to a specific page. I looked up and down the crumpled, teared page. The tears remained on the paper, but they have dried up. I saw that the ink smudged a little. I read the lyrics over and over, and I felt pathetic and unwanted. But that was then.

~Flashback~

What was Jaime going to think about me after he finds out? He won’t love me anymore. I kissed the lips of his best friend, he wouldn’t want to kiss my lips no more. I am a cheater, a filthy cheater. Tears rolled down my cheeks, but soon the memory of Vic made my skin tingle. I ran a hand through my neck, remembering he had ran his hand through every part of me. I bit my lip and closed my eyes. His glistening brown eyes looked deep into mine, and observed all of me. I ran my hands through my hair, taking a strong grip of it. I shook my head, I was going crazy. I closed my eyes again, and remembered when his hands had slipped into my shirt. His fingers pressed upon my skin, and I felt his gentle touch. I bit my lip and closed my eyes tighter, he was definitely driving me crazy. Tears escaped my eyes, and I couldn’t help but ran to the other side of my room and grab my lyric book. I took my black guitar, and sat in the corner. I started writing on the lyric book, wrote what I felt; the heartbreak, but also the lust that Vic started to grow in me.

YOU

You don’t want me, no, you don’t need me
Like I want you, like I need you

And I, want you in my life
And I, need you in my life

You can’t see me, no, Like I see you
I can’t have you, no, Like you have me

And I, want you in my life
And I, need you in my life

Love, Love, Love

You can’t feel me, no, Like I feel you
I can’t steal you, no, Like you stole me

And I, want you in my life
And I, need you in my life

La La La La, La La La La
La La La La, La La La La


My cheeks flushed, Vic shall never know I made this song about him. My cheeks flushed deeper, I felt ridiculous.

Soon, my phone beeped crazily. I looked down and saw that I had a bunch of messages. I looked down to see one from Kellin, Gabe, Justin, Jack, Jesse, Jenna, and so on. I raised an eyebrow, and soon noticed they all mentioned something about twitter. Justin’s message caught my eye the most: Sweetie, check twitter, Now. What’s happening? I thought. I logged into twitter, which felt like a long time, and noticed I haven’t changed it at all. My info box still told I was in a relationship with Jaime: @ptvjaime’s my prince <3 I bit my lip, and sighed, I have to change that. I shook my head and looked through the trending topics. I saw that one of them were surprising, some were about Soundwave 2013, and the Metal Fest in California, but besides that, there about me and Jaime’s breakup. My eyes widened, He mentioned it!? I quickly went to his twitter, and saw that his info box was changed and it was like it normally was before. Soon I saw one of latest tweets:

@ptvjaime: Me & @belladarlings both went our separate ways, for the best. I wish her the best and please, if you were a-

@ptvjaime: -true fan, don’t send her hurtful messages she’s been through enough. She is still someone special to me.


I couldn’t help but tear a little. I was pretty much shocked, but I couldn’t help but smile a little. My eyes roamed through the replies, and my heart ached a little. Some mentioned me calling me names, Bitch, slut, whore. But I couldn’t help but smile seeing the majority defend me. I went to my twitter and changed my profile picture, and replaced it with the picture Vic had took from me distracted; I was looking up at the sky, and the sun shined upon me. I changed my info box and put: Everything happens for a reason, and I’m still learning about life x x x x. Mariella and I perfectly knew what the ‘X’s meant, we had came up with the meaning of it. We make a lot of mistakes, and we cross them out but first learn from them.

@belladarlings: Sadly, I had to let go, it was for the best. I will definitely miss those times but I have to move on x

Vic’s P.O.V

I sneaked up behind Bella, she was looking through the fridge giving me her back. I saw her blonde wavy hair reach her waist, and she was wearing a white black flower print dress that reached her thighs, all with her black converse, and a black knitted sweater. I smiled and couldn’t help but wrap my arms around her waist and press my lips upon her cheek. Her body went stiff for a second, but once she heard my voice she calmed down. “Hey Bells,” I whispered, now holding her hand. She turned around and smiled, “Hey Vic.” and pecked my lips and turned around. I frowned a little, “Hey, not fair…” I pouted, turning her around softly. She laughed, and I pressed my lips upon hers. “Hey, my, ice, cream’s, going, to, melt.” She tried to say but I kept kissing her. “Vic! Come on,” She giggled, and pushed me away a little. I smiled and let her go, “Oh come on.” I said, and she turned around and grabbed her bowl of ice cream. “Isn’t it cold enough to be eating ice cream?” I asked, following her towards the living room. She shrugged and sat down on the couch, “Not for me,” She replied. I sat down next to her, and wrapped my arm around her shoulders.

I smiled and rolled my eyes a little.

“I love ice cream,” She said, and started eating it. I chuckled and started watching TV. I looked at her and saw that she had a bit of chocolate by her lips. I chuckled and rubbed it off with my thumb. She smiled and I noticed her cheeks flushed, she looks so adorable.

“What do you think about a date this saturday night?” I asked.

She looked at me and smiled, “Sure.”

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Rain: Hey guys.. so this is yet another upload. Um, I wanted to thank everyone who has read this whole story, voted + commented I really appreciate it. I've never thought that this book would have a big impact to wattpad, honestly I never expected it to have many reads and votes and comments it just still surprises me. Thank you everyone for still sticking with me, I just feel very amazed how my writing catches you people's eyes. In my perspectives, it's just.. bleh. But I guess you guys like it :) Thank you, honestly, you guys are awesome. But besides all of that, I've been a little stressed about some certain topics that caught my eye, I've been seeing a lot of people on wattpad or on any other websites that have mentioned this topic, and I really had some things to say.

First of all, I know some deal with commiting suicide or bullying, and what i want to say is that honestly this is temporary, but when you do the mistake of taking the dark road, commiting suicide... that's permanent. I know, this is yet another of those messages you read throughout the internet, and it maybe might not do effect but just think for a second. People who bother you, who call you mean things, that's just to laugh at, you know why? Because you'll only be seeing them for a few years, and poof! You're never seeing them again. You might be living in LA, or any other place living your dream. Sometimes those who are honestly ignorants and fucking retards don't have the ability to understand those who are different, they might not be going anywhere believing the wrong than the right. I have experienced these things, and it's not pretty, it's horrible and it's nerve killing. But you know what, I won't be seeing these people forever, because it'll only be a few years and I'm gone to LA. Why give a fuck anyway, you are you and when people want to change you... They won't be very succesful, because what makes up who you are is you, and if you ever let them take over you that's when things change. But you're beautiful how you are, and they'll have to learn that what goes around comes around. If they mess with you, some people will mess with them, maybe not today maybe not tomorrow but eventually there will. If they're that popular, and pretty looking, sometimes others won't give a fuck. And sometimes those types of people are the ones that are uglier in the inside, all that's on the outside is just a facade. You're perfect, you're an amazing person, stay strong and never let go.

@papafuentes <3

~Rain<3