Who Done It?

Chapter 18

A/N: It's actually my birthday today. Haha, I am now 18. Lol just wanted to say it. But carry on.

*Kellin's P.O.V.*

I couldn't help but to notice that Vic was not calm, his entire body was tense and he was holding on to me tight. I mean, that's what I wanted, I wanted to be in his arms, but I didn't want him to be stressed or whatever it was that was causing this. I turned over in his arms, looking up at him and running my hands along his arms. I could feel how tense he was, and looking at him, he seemed furious. It made me wonder what happened downstairs, what was it that was so horrible to do this to him.

"Are you okay?" I asked, and he didn't answer, but I watched him clench his jaw and swallow. I sat up on him and let my arms go to his shoulders, holding on to them. I looked into his eyes, they seemed so lost and were a light shade of pink from what I could see in the moonlight. "Vic." I said and I felt him jump and it was weird when in fact he knew I was here. His arms were still around me, but they gradually began to loosen and his eyes were soft now.

"Yeah? What is it baby? Did you have a nightmare?" He asked and I shook my head, looking at him. I was worried, just a little, for the fact that when Vic does get mad, bad things do happen. I've only seen him mad one other time and that was during the last 4th of July Mike celebrated with us. Me and him got into a fight and it pissed Vic off so much that for three hours straight he was tearing and breaking things. Not to mention punching holes in the walls.

"Are you okay?" I asked and he looked at me and I could see in his eyes as they turned dark, before gradually transforming to their normal color.

"Y-yeah, just tired." He said and kissed my lips, before scooting down and laying down. I was still in between his legs, positioned to continue laying on his chest or stomach, but I didn't know if I wanted to. I was scared to be in his arms right now, everything about his demeanor was scary. He looked at me and sighed. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." He said and kissed me again before pulling me tight into his arms. I laid against his chest and looked up at him.

"Vic?" I asked and he mumbled a yeah, with his eyes closed. "Can you please tell me what happened? I mean, i just want to understand what's wrong with you." I told him and he kissed the back of my neck.

"I'm just sleepy. Let's talk about this in the morning." He said and I sighed before sinking into his arms and against his body. I couldn't help but to keep looking at him, hearing his breathing and watching him sleep. There was something wrong with him and I wanted to find out, which is why I slowly started to move out from under him. I wasn't that much away from him before he pulled me closer, opening his eyes.

"Where are you going?" He asked and I tried to think of a good lie.

"Um, bathroom." I told him and he sighed, letting me go and yawning.

He rolled over towards where the door to the room and bathroom were. I got out of the bed and went to the other side, seeing him watching me and going into the bathroom. It was so basic, just sink, tub, and toilet, and it was bigger than you'd think it would be. I went to the toilet, lifting up the seat and taking care of business and trying to think of a way that I could get away from Vic. I finished up and flushed, washing my hands and then going out the door. Vic's eyes were closed and I knew there was the possibility that he was sleeping so I started to creep to the door. Nothing stopping me and Vic was still sleeping, so I continued on to the door, getting to it and opening it.

"Where are you going?" Vic asked and I shyly turned around to face him and he was now sitting up in the bed.

"I was, uh, I had to ask Mike something." I said the words and it was like a bomb had gone off. He threw the covers off of himself and came over to the door and slammed it shut.