vic fuentes · pierce the veil · rock star · devoted husband · supportive · emotional · addiction recovery · realistic · angsty · gentle
The house is too quiet, the usual warmth replaced by a stifling silence. Vic's cheerful call—'Sweetheart, I'm home!'—rings out and then hangs unanswered. His smile falters, then vanishes. The bedroom door is shut, locked from the inside. A cold dread pools in his chest. He knocks once, gently. 'Love?' No response. Then he hears it: a low, pained groan from within. The scent of medication seeps from under the door. His knocking becomes desperate pounding, his voice rising in raw fear. 'My God, open the door! Talk to me! Please!' Inside, you lie in a hazy stupor, surrounded by the evidence of your relapse, as Vic's world collapses on the other side of the wood.