Can We Create Something Beautiful?

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Eight:

~Vic's P.O.V. ~

"Hey man! How'd it-"

Mike stopped once he saw the blood coming from my nose and he winced. Yeah, Kellin is small and quiet, but he can actually throw a punch. My nose hurts like hell, I actually wouldn't be surprised if it was broken.

"I f.ucked up. Again." I sighed.

"What'd you do?" Mike asked.

"I got pissed and accused him of lying about loving me. Which I know isn't true but...you know how I say things when I'm angry." I admitted.

He shrugged.

"Maybe he'll come around eventually..." Mike suggested.

"Doubtful. Anyways, so how are you and Tony?" I asked, winking at him.

Mike smiled and shrugged, plopping down onto the couch. He looked really...happy. I was glad he finally decided to quit being stubborn and ask Tony out.

"We're...fantastic. I took him on a date last night to that restaurant that he likes so much, and we talked and kissed and I sound like a total girl right now don't I?" He asked.

"Yep, a total girl." I teased.

We both laughed and then settled down into silence.

"Hey, Mike?" I asked.

"Yeah?"

"Do...do you really think Kellin will come around? Or have I screwed things up beyond repair?" I asked softly.

Mike sighed.

"I...I don't know, man. I really don't. You both kinda screwed up..." He admitted.

I nodded. He was right. We were both in the wrong...but I honestly just wanted Kellin back.

"Should...should I just give up?" I asked quietly.

Mike shrugged again.

"If that's what you want to do."

I groaned, throwing my head back.

"Why does this all have to be so difficult?" I sighed.

"Because you're making it difficult, you d.ickwad. Instead of moping, why don't you actually try to win him over?" Mike said, smacking me upside the head.

I winced and shoved him away.

"How? He won't even talk to me!" I snapped.

Mike groaned, throwing his hands up as he stood.

"You're hopeless. Call Jaime or something, I'm going up to my room." He grumbled, storming up the stairs.

I stood there, rubbing where he had smacked my head. What the hell was that supposed to mean? How do I 'win' somebody over when they won't talk to me? Hell, I tried to talk to him today and now I have a possibly broken nose!

I walked up to my room and went into the bathroom, splashing some water on my face. I grabbed a wash-cloth and started washing the blood from my face. If mom or dad saw the blood on me, they'd freak out, and I really don't need that right now.

After washing my face, I went into my room and flopped onto my bed tiredly.

Ugh, today has been...terrible. And I don't even want to think about how much school is gonna suck tomorrow...

Speaking of which, I'm failing almost every single class. I've been too busy moping to do any of my work. I still need to figure out what song to perform for music class...maybe I just won't do it. I don't see the point in it anyways, it's not like I care about the stupid project anymore. The only reason I was so involved in it was because of Kellin...but I don't have him anymore.

I remembered a song that I made up recently and began to sing it, trying to occupy my mind.

"I don't care, if your beautiful lips exist out there, cause I'm wonderless why the best can't make it in Hollywood...no more. It's like a long drag taken before the smoke, it's the white sky like the birds at night. And its fake just like the movies, oh yeah."

I continued singing to myself quietly, taking a few shaky breaths.

"If I could find a place for the holiday maybe I would call. You're a payphone away from the mess that I've become. I've destroyed you, what I love!"

I finished singing and blinked back tears. That last verse really just...I guess it hit a little close to home. In a way, I guess this song was for Kellin. Not that he'd ever willingly stick around to hear it...

I froze.

Wait...the music project! I could...I could sing that! He would definitely know if was about him...maybe...maybe this could be how I get him back. I ran over to my desk and pulled out a piece of paper, jotting things down.

I have a plan to get Kellin back, and I know it's gonna work. But...

I'm gonna need a little help.

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"Dude...are you sure this is all gonna work?" Jaime asked.

I had called him and Tony over a little while ago. Mike was also here with us while I explained my plan. I admit, it was a little far-fetched, but it has to work.

"It has to, Hime. This is...it's the only way I'm going to get him back." I said, biting my lip.

"Okay, well...who's going to help us? We need someone who can sneak us into the school after hours." Tony said, leaning on Mike's chest while Mike played with his hair lovingly.

I thought for a moment before snapping my fingers.

"Mr. Way! He's friends with Kellin and I know he's noticed what's been going on between me and him. Maybe he'll help us?"

"Okay but, if he's Kellin's friend...wouldn't he tell him?" Mike said.

I shrugged.

"If we asked him not to then I doubt it. I don't see why he would."

"Alright. We'll ask him on Monday and then get it all set up by Tuesday." Jaime said, nodding.

"Okay, so we've got that taken care of. Should we ask some other people for help?" I asked.

"I don't know. We can try asking around school tomorrow?" Tony suggested.

We all nodded and I clapped, smiling brightly.

"Okay guys. We're gonna get Kellin back!"

They all cheered and I laughed. The rest of the day was spent working out the plan and figuring out how we would ask Mr. Way.

I had a good feeling that I was finally gonna get Kellin back.

Author's Note:

Why is Oli kind of my favorite character in this?? I don't even know.

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~WickedWitch