In Reality || Kellic [boyxboy]✔

Chapter Fifteen

A/N; yay finally update

oh and sorry for making Oli the bad guy lmao its so cliche in fics tbh

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When I woke up, I groaned at the extremely bright sunlight that was flooding the room. I felt like absolute shit. "Oh, look who has decided to bless the world with their awakening!", I heard Vic laugh. "Shut the fuck up", I grumbled and threw a pillow in the direction of where his laughter was coming from. My stomach felt strange, which made me sit up immediately, scramble out of bed and stumble toward the bathroom with Vic following.

I made it to he toilet just in time, until my body decided to get rid of all of the crap I had consumed the night before - in a really gross and urgent way. It wouldn't stop, so Vic ended up holding my hair out of my face with one hand and rubbing my back with the other. I kept gagging, just from the thought of throwing up, even when nothing but water would come up.

I was disgusted and quickly wiped my mouth with a tissue. "I'm sorry", I croaked as I flushed the toilet. "It's not like you could possibly do anything against it.", he shrugged. I went over to the sink, washed my mouth with water, brushed my teeth twice and used mouthwash about four hundred times before I felt better. "So... Did I do anything too embarrassing last night?", I asked as I cuddled back into my bed. "Well... you kind of rapped for me... and wanted to beatbox... and you laughed a lot... but no, considering the amount of shots you downed, you were actually being pretty normal." I let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm so sorry", I said. "No need to be. It was actually quite funny.", Vic grinned. I opened my mouth to reply, when the doorbell rang. Vic shot me a questioning glance, while I just shrugged. It couldn't be my parents, they were out and had a key. I got up with yet another sigh and made my way downstairs. When I opened the door, I was more than just slightly surprised to see Oli standing there.

His face was bruised a bit and his lip was swollen but he was smiling nonetheless. However, his smile immediately fell when Vic appeared next to me, glaring at Oli. Nobody said anything for a few seconds, until Vic took my hand in his and stood in front of me protectively.

"Get your filthy hands off of my boyfriend", Oli snarled and pushed him away from me. Vic just snorted, apparently deciding an argument with Oli wouldn't be worth it and took a tiny step back. Oli took a step forward. "Hey babe", he said before pressing his lips to mine softly, making me stiffen slightly. I didn't kiss him back. When he pulled away, he sighed and turned to Vic, who was awkwardly standing there, looking like he'd rather be anywhere but here.

"Can I talk to my boyfriend for a second?", Oli said venom clear in his voice, before adding, "Alone?" Vic just shrugged and disappeared into the living room. "I can't fucking stand him!", Oli whisper-yelled as soon as Vic was gone. I rolled my eyes, "Oh, really? Well, that's a shocker, I didn't know!"

"Who does he think he fucking is?!" I sighed, "Oli he's my best friend. He never even did anything to you and I'd appreciate if you could be a little more civil towards him." He scoffed, "Do you think I don't notice the way he looks at you? He's totally hitting on you and to be honest, I can't really blame him, but you're min and only mine." I didn't like the way he said that, like he thought I was his property or something. I wasn't his and he wasn't mine, we were two free human beings and I didn't like the idea of being someone's 'property'.

"I don't want you spending so much time with him.", he said. "But he-", I had barely started, before Oli cut me off again. "No. Either me or that weird fuck", he nodded toward the living room. As much as I didn't want to be that kind of person who could be manipulated by their partners like nothing, but I wasn't about to argue with him either so I sighed in defeat, "Okay... okay." I'd just have to explain to Vic later. Oli kissed me goodbye and was back out of the door, obviously satisfied with my answer.

I entered the living room, where Vic was sitting on the couch, nervously fiddling with his fingers. "Hey", I said softly and he looked up at me. "Look... I think we need to spend a bit less time together, becau-"

"I know", he spat, "your boyfriend needs to practice whispering." I bit my lip, "I'm sorry." He just stared at me for a while. "So... you're willing to just... basically ignore my existence, for the sake of someone like Oli?" I didn't answer, which apparently was all he needed to know, "Alright", he said and got up, "but don't come whining to me, as soon as he turns out to be the manipulative, selfish asshole I know he is. I'm always there for you, but I don't like being treated like some kind of back up plan." And with that, I was left alone, once again.

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The next month and a half were actually pretty decent. Oli treated me great, and except for me missing Vic like hell, I found myself being kind of happy. Me and Oli had been dating for almost two months now and he was an amazing boyfriend. We spent a lot of time together, we'd meet up almost every day.

One day, I was bored and decided I'd go over to his house and see if he could hang out. We had seen each other that day already, but as I said, I was bored. When I had made it to his house, I rang the doorbell and waited. Nobody answered, so I tried again. However, again, nobody answered, so I decided to walk around the house toward the backyard, to see if he was there and just didn't hear.

I walked over to the fence and peeked through. At the sight, my breath caught in my throat and tears brimmed in my eyes. I wished I hadn't come here in  the first pace. There was Oli, pressed up against the tree in his yard, making out with some other guy.

His name was John or Josh, or something. He was in my art class, but I had never talked to him. I'd be lying, if I said I was completely heartbroken or any shit like that, but I sure felt betrayed and most of all, I was fuming. How fucking could he? I came up with a plan in a matter of second as I walked back around the house, so they couldn't see me anymore. I pulled out my phone and violently dialed Oli's number.

To my surprise he actually picked up after a few rings. "Hey", he said, a bit out of breath. "Hey, what's up?", I asked, trying hard to sound as casual as possible, like I had not just witnessed my boyfriend cheating on me. "Nothing much... Look, Kellin, I'm rather busy right now, is it okay if I call you back in a few?" It took everything in me not to lash out at him that second.

"Yeah, sure, that's cool... What're you doing?", I said. "I'm um... just helping my mom with some... stuff.", he lied. That was enough. "Oh, really? That's surprising, you never told me your mom was a fifteen year old boy. And how does helping involve you sucking each other's faces off?", I snapped. There was silence. "I'm sorr-", before he could say any other bullshit or come up with some lame ass excuse, I cut him off. "Shut the hell up. You can go fuck yourself.", with that I hung up and stomped home, anger cursing through my veins like poison.

When I got into my room, I realized, that I now had nobody. I had lost everyone, including Vic. I decided to text him anyway. He wasn't my backup plan, though. He was my best friends for fucks sake. And I needed him. 

Me: i miss you. im sorry. 

After a few minutes, he replied, much to my surprise. I had expected him to ignore me. He would have had every right to do so. 

Him: let me guess, oli dumped you

Me: well yes but i really do miss you

Him: im sorry man. what happened?

Me: joshua happened

Him: told you so

me: oh shut up satan

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A/N; what almost 1k views tf why do you even read this shit lmao