Just When I Thought You Were Mine (A Pierce The Veil Fanfiction)

Chapter 58 - Love Is A Lie

A/N
Are you all ready for the last chapter in Elle's POV? I'm not *insert many tears*. These next few chapters are not happy but alls well that ends well, right?

ELLE's POV

"Elle I don't understand what you're saying." His face looked confused at my sudden outburst.

"You can't keep expecting me to believe that you're innocent in all this?" I shot.

"Look, Elle, I think I'm misunderstanding you. Are you making it out that I don't love you? Because that is simply ridiculous." He scoffed, making anger rise within me.

"You don't lie to the people you love! Nor do you cheat! Not do you cover up the truth and keep secrets! You just don't do it!" I shouted, tears threatening to leave my eyes.

"I haven't lied..." he trailed off, looking hurt.

"Why do you treat me like I am stupid?" I gasped. "I know all your little secrets. Things you failed to ever tell me from high school."

"High school? It was miserable. There was nothing more to it." He shrugged.

"Only because you were a loser, and what's more, you couldn't keep your trousers on!"

"What?" I could sense the anger mirrored in him.

"You heard me. It wouldn't be so bad if you'd have just been honest! Then I'd be able to trust you!"

"Trust me? I thought that came hand in hand with love. Or are you denying that of me too."

"Trust and love are different. You can love without trust and Vice versa."

"But it isn't enjoyable though is it?" His voice had reduced to a monotone.

"Precisely my point." I said sharply.

"Why all this now then? Why haven't you already walked out that door?"

"How was I supposed to see the truth without someone informing me?"

"Who's told you all this bullshit anyway?"

"Aaron."

"What?"

"You heard me. The doctor, my therapist, who you went to school with."

"And you believe him over me?!" Vic shouted.

"Why should I believe you? You cheated on me!"

"Seriously? We're back to believing that. I can't believe you don't trust me! I'm the one who has done everything to help you through this. I'm the one who's been here and stayed by your side. I was the one in ruins when we split. And now you're suggesting there is no love or trust here?" He spoke through gritted teeth.

"Yes. I am. I can't trust you."

"Then just leave." He said quietly. Obviously defeated by the truth.

"Fine." I turned to leave, taking my coat of the sofa and stuffing my phone in my pocket. Tears welled up in my eyes and I threw my hand over my mouth to stop myself making any sound as I shuffled towards the door.

"Elle." I heard his voice soften behind me. I carried on walking. "Elle, please baby." I ignored his calls and I heard no sobs behind me. I was alone in my tears and eventually his voice died out and I left the flat, left the building a jumped into my car.

A mixture of tears and make up streamed down my face. I paused before I started the car, taking a tissues from the side pocket and scraping the mess off my face. I took a few deep breaths but the tears kept coming. I shook my head and started the car anyway. Antonia was too far away so I decided to head to Tony's flat. He was the only one I could think of talking to. He understood how I felt.

As I pulled into the parking lot, I noticed the sky had started to darken. I looked at my watch and it was already 6pm. I took a deep breath and got out of the car and headed to Tony's building. I pressed the buzzer for Tony to let us in. No reply. I rang again. Still no reply. I dropped him a text. He must be driving I thought.

The sky started to rain heavily, the first time in days. It soaked into my clothes and I sunk to the ground against the wall next to the flat entrance. I sobbed into my soaked hoodie for what seemed like hours, but only a few minutes later, Tony pulled into the car park, along with Mike, Alyssa, Jaime, Jenna, several pizzas and a few cuddly toys.

As soon as he noticed me he ran over.

"Hey Elle." He noticed me crying. "What's wrong?" He put his arms around me and brought me into a hug.

"Can I stay at yours for a few days?" I sobbed into his arm.

"Is that...?" I heard Jaime say and Tony nodded.

"Can we just get her out of the rain?" He said before hurrying me inside. Tony guided me all the way up into his flat before he guided me into his bedroom.

"Here's a towel, a spare shirt and some pants that Jenna's lent you. Take a shower. You're freezing from that rain, and then we'll talk ok?" He smiled reassuringly, closing the door lightly behind me. I jumped into the en suite shower and washed as quickly as I could before braiding my hair and throwing on the clothes I had been lent.

I walked out to a mixture of laughter and a scent of pizza.

"Elle. Hey. Come and help me make drinks. We can talk." Tony suggested.

"Sure." I followed him into the kitchen and helped to pour the soda.

"What's gone on? Is this to do with Vic?"

"Yeah. How did you know?" I said sarcastically, trying not to cry again.

"What's gone on?" He asked, passing me a cup of tea he'd just made.

"I walked out. He really did cheat on me back on tour. And he's been keeping a lot from me."

"I really don't think that's true." He trailed off when I shot him a look.

"He didn't specifically deny it."

"But did he say it was true?" Mike had appeared in the doorway, joining in the conversation. "That's the thing with Vic, if he's hurt, he may not be all for fully denying it."

"Mike, leave out of this."

"Look, let me hear the whole story. I just know this isn't like Vic. You make him happy  and therefore you make me happy. So I want to try and help you." He offered.

"Well, Vic's friend from high school is my therapist and he was telling me about how much of a player Vic was in school and how even though he was a loser, he got through a lot of girls and that he always cheated on them. So I figured, he probably cheated on me when we were out on tour. Once a cheat, always a cheat, you know?"

"Woah, woah , woah. I don't know where you're getting this bullshit from but Vic barely pulled one girl in high school. He wasn't popular enough to be a player." Mike sniggered. "Now on a serious note, who on earth told you all this nonsense? Vic didn't have many friends."

"He's called Aaron. He's a doctor."

"Aaron? You mean that son of a bitch is still around town?" Mike gritted his teeth.

"What do you mean?" He confused me.

"I think we need to talk."