its been a week since that night in the parking lot.
ive barely spoken to vic about it.
i asked him a few simple questions, and got a few simple answers.
he seems to not want to talk about it
"its all for you kellin"
"i love you kellin"
"im keeping you safe kellin"
SAFE FROM WHAT VIC!!?????
CAUSE THE ONLY THING IVE BEEN SCARED OF IS YOU!!!
i could never say that to him though,,, it would hurt him too much.
this is... its just too much. i dont know what to do. i really like him, and i really like being around him. i just wish he was a little different. i wish he didnt act the way he does. i wish he wasnt... him.
Vic's POV
kellin, my baby. my sweetheart.
he makes my life whole. gives me purpose.
i dont tell him that enough.
he looks so.. sad.
i wish i could make him happier. i wish being with me was enough for him. but hes perfect. and im not. it makes sense. he's an angel sent to me. a mission i have to accomplish. a commission for the most beautiful piece of art. he was brought to me, so i can work on myself and be better for him.
kellin.
my muse.
i take a sip of my drank then look at my god, my kellin.
"kellls," i slur. his big blue orbs shine into mine
"mhm?"
"can i have a hug?" unintentionally, my body starts leaning toward his.
he cracks a smile and nods, opening his arms to me.
we embrace. i take in his everything. the smell of vodka and cheap perfume. the strawberry shampoo he uses.
and the constant lingering of lean
"vic?... are you crying?" he whispers
i didnt even realize. im a mess.
"im so sorry kellin!" i wail
"y-youre sorry?" my dear stuttered
"im sorry im not good enough for you,"
Kellin's POV
my stomachs tied in knots
im afraid of what ill find
i feel like i might throw up
i thought he was apologizing for everything, for the way hes been acting.
my grip on him loosens, "oh.."
he continues crying all over me. my shoulder is soaked from his snot and tears..
someone snickers, causing me to remember that we are in a room full of people.
jeffree stares at us with a cigarette in his hand. the pink haired twink scoffs when he sees me staring.
"vic!!" i whisper
"whaaat!!" he cries
"people are staring.."
he shoots up and frantically looks around
"LEAVE US ALOOOOOOOONNNNEEEE!!!!!" he screams in a loud growl
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Kellic's for Closers
Fanfictionvic fuentes is addicted to a little pale drug with raven black hair, kellin quinn. The unfortunate thing is; kellin hates him. Shoved by shoulders, scoffed at, completely dismissed, all that and vic cant help but love him. a slight obsession goes a...
