Can We Create Something Beautiful?

Chapter Six

Chapter Six:

~Vic's P.O.V. ~

I woke up in the morning with a minor headache and a sick feeling in my stomach. I think I was just feeling a bit under the weather, but it's nothing that I couldn't handle. I took a quick shower and got dressed, knocking on my little brother Mike's door so he would wake up and get ready as well.

"Mikey! Yo, it's time for school!" I yelled through the door.

I heard him groan in response but then I heard him get up and shuffle around. Thank God, I didn't want to have to go in there. He sleeps naked so...yeah that's not pleasant for whoever has to wake him up, which is usually me unfortunately.

I checked my phone to see if I had any messages, but I didn't. I was kind of worried about Kellin honestly, his dad looked really...angry. My dad didn't even get that pissed at me when I accidently burnt down part of the kitchen! Not that I should be that worried about Kellin, I'm honestly just doing this for that stupid bet. I really want Jaime to do my homework honestly, and I really just want to prove him wrong. I'm sure Kellin's fine, besides, it's not like I honestly care.

I sat at the table downstairs, waiting for mom to finish cooking breakfast. That's another thing I was wondering, where was Kellin's mother? Shouldn't she have been home? I didn't have a lot of time to ponder the question before my mom sat my breakfast in front of me and messed up my hair. I whined and shoved her off playfully, making her laugh. She knew how long it took me to fix my hair in the mornings!

Mike bounded down the stairs and plopped into the chair across from me, automatically stuffing his face. I kicked him under the table, making him look at me.

"Slow down dude, you're gonna choke." I laughed.

Mike rolled his eyes jokingly.

"Yeah, whatever short stuff." Mike teased.

I scowled and kicked him again.

"I'm still the older brother, a.sshole." I whisper-yelled.

"And I'm still the tallest!" He taunted, sticking his tongue out.

"Okay boys, it's a little early for bickering." Dad scolded.

"Yes, sir." I and Mike echoed.

"You boys should head to school before you're late. Vic, give your brother a ride." Mom said.

"Yes ma'am." I said, pecking her cheek as I grabbed my stuff and finished my breakfast.

"Bye mama, by dad!" I yelled as I ran out the door, Mike trailing behind me.

We climbed into the car and I fixed my hair, pulling out of the driveway. Mike was looking out the window, tapping along to the beat of the shitty pop-song playing on the radio.

"So where were you last night?" Mike asked suddenly.

"A friend's house." I answered quickly.

"I thought everyone was at that party last night? Killer party by the way, you should have come."

I wished I had honestly. But at the same time I didn't. It was kind of...refreshing being around Kellin. I felt like I didn't have to act like this tough, outgoing, dude around him. The only other people I could act like myself around were my family, Jaime, and Tony. Kellin just had this vibe about him that made me feel like I could be honest, like I didn't have to pretend or lie.

And oh my God, his singing last night was...amazing.

He had so much passion in his voice. It was pretty high-pitched for a guy, but it was amazing none of the less. I was more than impressed, especially at how easy it was for him to just jump in and add lyrics to the song.

I was broken from my trance as Mike waved his hand in front of my face, knocking me back into reality. I looked around and saw that we were in the school parking lot. Wow, I must have seriously been deep in my thoughts.

"Dude, you okay? You spaced out for like, the whole ride." Mike said.

I nodded, taking a breath.

"Yeah...yeah I'm good. Sorry. Just have some...things on my mind. I'll see you later Mikey." I said, climbing out of the car.

Mike nodded and ran off towards his friends. I walked into the building and put on my fake persona, smiling at high-fiving several people as I walked down the hallway. I knocked some kid's books out of his hand, grinning as everyone started to laugh. I felt a little guilty, but ignored the feeling like I usually did.

I was half-way to my classroom when I saw Kellin by his locker. The whole right-side of his cheek was swollen and bruised. I felt angry that someone had hit him, although I wasn't sure why. I walked up to him and slammed his locker closed, making him jump.

"Who hit you?" I asked calmly, although I was certainly not feeling calm at all.

"No one, I tripped on the walk to school this morning and my face took most of the impact." He said.

He's a good liar, I'll give him that. But I'm a better liar, and I know all of the tricks.

"Wow that was a pretty nasty fall to have bruised the entire right-side of your face in what...a fifteen minute walk here?"

Kellin looked down, knowing that he'd been caught. He sighed and turned to me, trying to cover up part of the bruise with his hair. Now that he was facing me completely, I saw that he also had a cut on his lip.

"Who did it Kellin? I'm not gonna ask again."

"Just some kids from school, I don't even know their names. It's not worth getting into." He said in a quiet voice.

He was still lying. But if it wasn't kids from school then that means...oh no. The pieces clicked together and I grabbed Kellin's arm, dragging him off to a corner where we wouldn't be seen. We were already getting enough stares as it is. I moved the hair from his face and examined the bruise, it was definitely from someone backhanding him. Pretty hard too...

"What are you doing?" Kellin asked, swatting my hand away.

"Did your dad hit you?"

Kellin's eyes widened as he tried to think up a lie, but in that moment I could see that truth in his eyes.

"That son of a b.itch." I whispered.

"N-No, you've got it all wrong-"

"Kellin, don't lie to me!" I snapped.

His facial features hardened and he nodded.

"Fine. My dad hit me. But this is the first time he's ever done it and probably the last, so there's no need to make a huge deal out of it."

"Are you sure?" I asked cautiously.

"Yes, I'm sure. He'll probably apologize like crazy when I get home anyways." I felt like that was a lie as well, but I decided to ignore it.

"Alright. Well I have to get to class...but I'll see you around." I said.

"See you." He said quietly.

I sighed and headed to my class, my head swimming with thoughts about Kellin. Mainly I felt guilty about leaving him last night, but then again, I didn't know that his dad was going to do something like that. I shouldn't be giving a shit at all, honestly. I should just be seeing this as some stupid bet.

But for some reason, I could see myself growing closer to him.