Favourite Explosion (Sequel to PAPOM)

Sinister Sincerety

Kellin's crying.

He stands there, staring blankly at a wall, quiet tears rolling down his cheeks. My heart shattered and in a second I'm beside him, reaching out for his touch. He practically fell into me, silently sobbing into my shirt.

"Sh-she hates me," he hiccuped. "She told me I n-need to break up with you." I instantly felt horrible. Was sex in her bed the last straw? Had I caused this?

"I'm so sorry," I tell him, running my hand up and down his back.

"It's not your fault," he told me. Wasn't it though? I definitely thought it was. I stayed silent, waiting for an explanation.

"She said-said you're not good for me. That you're just here to break my heart."

"I'm not. I promise I'm not."

"I know," he said, sounding more calm. He pulled away from me and looked into my eyes deeply. I really, really hope he meant that, because I don't know what I would do if he left me. I just kept quiet, wishing his mom could just see in us what we do. I wish she could just look past this psychotic obsession of everyone wanting to hurt her. I feel bad that it even exists, but she's infecting everyone around her.

"Why are you so upset?" I asked. "It's just her opinion. You never care about what people think."

"I know, but this is my mom," he explained, "she always told me she'd support me. I feel- I feel like she hates me. I feel like-like she's disappointed in the way I turned out."

"Darling," I cooed, pulling him back into me and running my fingers through his hair. He instantly relaxed and squeezed me tightly. "You'll be okay. Everything will." It was a weak line, but I meant every word of it. I would do anything for him, and that included making his life flawless.

"I love you," he told me, lifting his head and pressing his lips to mine. I smiled and moved a hand to the back of his neck, keeping his lips against mine. I finally let him go after kissing him for the better half ten minutes. "We should- we should have a dinner when we get back. With like candles in case it gets, you know, too dark," Kellin suggested.

"Oh, look at you all romantic," I teased, kissing his nose.

My body still buzzed from his touch (or maybe it was that I was still drunk) when we left the house. I glared at his mother as we passed the kitchen and held Kellin tightly against me. I never would've been this rude to her, but she pissed me off. She hurt Kellin and I do not take that lightly. I was fuming as Mike drove Kellin and I away from his mom's house. I glanced at him from the middle seat of my brother's truck, him staring out the dash, seeming really down. I sighed and thought for a minute on how to make his mood better.

"Want to go on a date?" I asked him.

"Not really in the mood to go out," he commented.

"Okay. Well, let's do something you want to do."

"No it's okay, I-"

"You wanted to go to the zoo that one time, right?" I asked, entwining my fingers with his.

"Yeah, but-"

"Mikey, take us to the zoo please," I said, smooching Kells' cheek. He smiles, but it's short-lived. I could feel the shattering in the air surrounding us. I was choking on his broken heart. Kell kept giving me glances, but I could still feel his mind in the gutter.

I sighed and undid our seat belts, lifting him onto my lap and siding over into his seat.

"Hi," he mumbled quietly. I whispered back a response and wrapped my arms around him, keeping our hands interlocked.