Glitter and Cowboy Boots (Kellic)

-Prologue-

~Age Eleven~

"Kells?" A strong voice asked, looking for me. I made a small sound in the back of my throat, somewhere in between a whimper and a sob. He heard it.

"Kells, please, you know they don't mean it. They love you." Vic pleaded, but his voice betrayed him. He didn't believe his own words.

"D-Don't lie to me." I stuttered out, wrapping my arms around my frail body. At the age of eleven, I'm still small. Vic's small too, though, even though he's four years older.

I could hear a frustrated sigh, somewhere near my spot. I tensed up, squeezing my eyes shut.

"Just tell me where you are, Kell." He begged, still stomping through the thick forest in search for me. I don't understand why he's going through all this trouble for me. I'm not worth it. I'm worthless, like my parents remind me everyday.

Another sob fell from my mouth, my body shaking with each sob. Other boys my age don't have to deal with this. Why do I?

Vic finally located me, pulling back a bush and pushing aside a curtain of vines at the entrance of the cave.

Vic stopped in his tracks, his mouth hung open in surprise as he gazed around. I don't blame him.

Its spacious, a few acres at least. A small opening on the ceiling allowed for moonlight to pour into the cave, filling it with a luminous, white light. The light glistened off of the clear water in the center of the cave floor. Little pieces of glass hanging, attatched to the ceiling by vines, were sparkling, reflecting the light in different directions everywhere.

I don't belong in this place of beauty. I don't deserve it. I'll never deserve anything. Vic's eyes landed on me, and I felt myself freeze under his intense gaze.

"What's wrong, Kelly-bear?" He asked, kneeling down besides me. Vic is my only friend, but I refuse to tell him that I'm leaving tonight. I can't, he wouldn't understand my reasoning.

"Nothing." I lied. The one thing I couldn't stand about Vic was that he always knew when I was lying.

"Kells-"

"Stop."

"Was it you parents again?" He asks the dreaded question. I nodded slowly, my black hair falling in front of my face. He brushed it away from my face gently, tucking my hair behind my ear.

When he hugged me, I just lost it.

I sobbed into his chest, gripping onto his shirt like a lifeline.

"Shh, it's okay. It's okay, Kells. It's okay. Calm down. Relax." He spoke quietly, rubbing soothing circles into my back.

"No one loves me! No one will ever love me, Vic, I'm useless." I said in between sobs, even though I was in the process of calming down, I was still a bit crazed.

"I love you. You are not useless, I don't ever want you thinking something like that again, understand?" He said firmly, tilting my chin up so that my eyes met his.

He looked genuine enough.

That was when I decided that maybe I'd wait a while before leaving.