In Reality || Kellic [boyxboy]✔

Chapter Thirteen

"I can't fucking believe him!", Vic seethed as he continued to drag me down the street, "How dare he continue when you repeatedly tell him to fucking stop? Is he fucking retarded? God, I could kill him!" I didn't reply. I was still in a state of shock and it actually hurt, that Oli would do something like that to me.

Arguing? Okay. But doing something against my will? It hurt, that I had trusted him with a lot of my shit. I didn't know he could be capable of such a thing. A few blocks away from Oli, he finally stopped and turned toward me, letting go of my hand in the process.

"Are you okay?", he asked, looking at me with his big brown eyes. His eyes always sparkled and it was pretty distracting. I took a deep breath and nodded. "What happened with you guys? Why the hell would he do that?", he asked, still angry. I shrugged. Vic apparently got the hint, and didn't try to get me to talk any more.

"I'm really sorry, but I have to go now. I have a doctor's appointment I can't miss.", he apologized when we arrived at my house. "It's fine.", I mumbled, "thanks a lot for helping." He pulled me in to a tight, unexpected hug, "Of course I helped." He gave me one last smile and power-walked back off into the direction we had come from.

I sighed, before unlocking the door to my house. My parents' cars were in the driveway, but I didn't hear any yelling (or moaning), which was suspicious. When I entered the living room, I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Sitting on the couch, was my little four year old cousin Avery, with my parents on either side of her while she was watching a kids show on TV.

"Mom? Dad?", I said cautiously. I didn't trust this. "Oh, hey Kellin! How was your day?", my mom asked cheerily. The fuck? "Uh... Good, I guess... What is Avery doing here?" My parents exchanged glances, apparently silently communicating, before my mom got up and motioned for me to follow her the hallway, which of course I did.

"Aunt Beth passed away in a horrible car accident a week ago... We found out very recently, so we weren't keeping anything from you. We are the only relatives willing to take her so... She's going to be living with us. I'm really sorry that this is all so sudden and we didn't talk to you before, but... Yeah." My aunt Beth had been my favorite person in my whole family, she had always been so caring and friendly toward everyone. She had been the perfect mother I never had... And now she was just... Gone? How?

"Please tell me this is some kind of strange joke and you're filming my reaction.", I chuckled, although it wasn't a genuine one, looking around for any sign of being pranked. "Unfortunately, it's not.", my mom said and when I saw that she was getting teary-eyed, I knew she was dead serious. She had lost her sister, after all. Tears started welling up in my eyes as well as I took a step forward to hug her. She affectionately ran her hand through my hair and it felt good to have physical contact with her again, after months of barely even speaking.

I remembered the last time, I had talked to aunt Beth. It had been a family gathering and we all had a relatively good time. I couldn't believe, I had lost her just like that, without a warning, without a goodbye. I think, that was the moment I realized, that I needed to value and be thankful for everyone and everything I had in my life, because I could never know when I'd see them the last time, for how long I could still have them. I needed to be more appreciating and stop taking everything for granted.

"Does Ave know what happened?", I asked quietly. "Not really... They told her, her mom had to go to see god or something... She knows she's not coming back, though. I'm glad she doesn't get it yet. It'd be horrible." I nodded in understanding. When I passed by them again, Avery was cuddled up against my dad, her gaze fixed strictly to the TV screen. I jogged up the spiral staircase to my room and fell onto the bed.

As soon as my head hit my pillow, I started crying. Why couldn't things work out for once? Why was it always me? I just wanted something to go right one damn time. My life never really liked that though. Even if I got what I wanted, me, other people or fate found some way to fuck everything over again. I had been forced into physical contact with my oh-so-great boyfriend, who had been arguing with me for days pointlessly, too. My sort-of-crush-internet-best-friend-classmate had helped me out of it. I had found out my aunt had passed away. I now had a little sister.

Holy fucking shit.

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The next couple of days were a complete mess and blur. My parents were barely arguing, I didn't go to school, nor did I leave my room. I cried a lot, responded to none of my texts, the majority of them from either Vic or Oli and ignored all of their calls. My parents and gotten Avery into a local gymnastics club, so she could continue what she had done back at her old home. She had training thrice a week and my parents were making a great effort to entertain her, keep her company and everything they had never done to me. I wasn't jealous though, well, at least I wasn't jealous at first, because I wasn't the one who had just lost my mother. I wasn't the four year old one. Also, it made me happy that my parents were getting along a lot better since she had arrived.

One day, my mom yelled for me to come downstairs, because there was someone there for me. I wasn't thinking straight, I just wanted to go down, see who was there, tell them to leave and then go back up to my bed, so I stood up robotically, not caring that I was wearing nothing but sweatpants and that my hair was a complete mess.

Vic.

He looked worried and slightly distraught, but relieved obviously when he saw me. "I'm so glad you're okay, oh my god", he said, as he hugged me. Instead of hugging him back, I just rested my head on his shoulder. I stepped back after a few seconds and looked at him. I probably looked like absolute shit. "Dude, you kind of look like shit.", he said. "I know", I spoke, my voice raspy from lack of use, "do you need anything? I wanna go back to bed."

"Do you want some company moping around in your room?", he asked, adding a small smile to lighten the mood. I almost smiled too at that, as I opened the door a bit more and moved to the side, so that he could come in. We went up to my room, which was messier than ever too, he didn't seem to mind though.

I crawled right back under the covers, without any hesitation. A few seconds later, I felt the mattress shift, when Vic sat down on the bed cross-legged. He just sat on top of the covers, his back leaning against the wall as he closed his eyes, looking relaxed. I wanted to say something, but didn't really know what, so I just kept quiet. I wanted to watch him sit there, but before I knew it, I was drifting off into a restless sleep.

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