Mr. Kidnapper [Kellic] [Book 1]

Chapter 25 - Don't Kill Your Partner, Kellin

« Zack »

I was over it.

Kellin was supposed to be Vic’s boyfriend. He seemed to terrify Vic more than comfort him now. Ever since his little ‘freak out’ a few days ago, Vic has steered clear of Kellin altogether; no physical contact whatsoever, nor were they ever in the same room together. I was going to put an end to this once and for all.

Angrily, I entered the living room where Kellin was watching TV. Tay and Arianna were both in the basement, probably talking about flowers or boys or something, I don’t know. Kellin’s head perked up, probably thinking I was Vic, but instead, he got my fist to his jaw.

He recoiled and held his jaw in his hand, slowly moving it around. When he turned to look at me, pure hatred filled his eyes. My blood ran cold. I picked the wrong fight. In seconds, I was pinned on the ground with Kellin on top of me, him breathing hard in rage.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Kellin screamed in my face, a bit of spit landing on my nose. I flinched and attempted to throw him off of me, but it was no use. This kid may look a bit weak, but damn, he had some muscle. “Who the fuck do you think you are, punching me for no good damn reason? I’ll tell you right now; that is the last thing you’ll ever do! Take a good look at my face; it’ll be the last thing you ever see!”

And he was right. Although I wasn’t scared, I closed my eyes right as his hands found my neck. My breathing became uneven as he tightened his grip. I heard someone yelling before everything went dark.

I kinda hoped I wasn’t dead.

 

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« Vic »

I tackled Kellin, viciously knocking him off of Zack. Zack had slightly red hand prints on his neck, and his chest was barely moving, but at least it was moving. He was still alive. I saved him. I managed to pin a very angry, kicky-and-punchy Kellin to the ground, sitting on top of his stomach.

“Stop it!” I screamed at him, my eyes welling up with tears. He blinked a few times as he shifted his gaze to me. “Stop it right now! Please! I-I-I’m scared, Kellin, stop it!” I broke down, letting go of Kellin’s wrists. I rolled over to the side and curled into a sobbing ball, not even trying to hold it in.

I was beginning to question myself. I had been having these weird hallucinations and nightmares almost every time I closed or opened my eyes. What I said to Mike about wanting to stay here was being tested. Did I actually want to stay anymore?

Kellin got his breathing under control as he watched me cry next to him. He looked at Zack’s almost motionless body before looking back to me. I didn’t even flinch away when Kellin reached out to grab me. He pulled me into his chest and held me, his arms crossed over my torso, his chin on top of my head.

Tay and Arianna entered the room and froze at what they saw. Their eyes went from us, to Zack, to us, to Zack, then to each other, then back to us. Kellin must’ve mouthed something to them, because they just turned around and went back into the kitchen, starting to talk about something again.