Chemistry ж Kellic (BoyxBoy)

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A/N I worked really fast to get this chapter done because it was a very important one to the plot and I was eager for you ppl to see it so yeee

After the phone call, Vic had to leave. It was then that he kissed me one last time and I felt like I had accomplished the goal of gaining my confidence back through giving him head.

I had to admit, I was a bit disappointed that he had to leave so soon. I had expected him to at least return the favor for me, but I guessed I would have to wait. By his mother's tone of voice, I could tell that he was in big trouble. For what, I didn't know.

What I did know, however, was that I needed to wash this cum off of my face. I also knew that I needed to jerk off.

Like, now.

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Vic's P.O.V

I had barely parked my car next to Tay's empty spot in the driveway and my mom was already yelling her ass off from the front door.

She had an annoyed expression on her face while she stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips. "What do you think you're doing? You think you can just leave like that and not bother to tell me?" she shouted to me as I got out of my car and shut the door, twirling my keys in my hand.

I simply ignored her, continuing to walk up the front porch steps. I started whistling as if she had no effect on me. I was currently pissed at her for making me walk away from that too-fucking-hot sex god by the name of Kellin. I had been so ready to fuck the shit out of him then and there, yet my ass of a mother had to kill my vibe like she always did.

With that in mind, I proceeded to walk straight past her, pushing her out of the way to get inside. She had an appalled look on her face as she turned around to face me. I didn't stop walking until I got to the stairs, just wanting to lock myself in my room and get away from her.

She hastily closed the front door and stomped over to me before I could get up the first step. "Victor Vincent Fuentes Jr., don't even think about taking another step," she ordered.

I turned around, more annoyed than anything, and gave her a death stare. "What?" I scoffed.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise and anger. "You know, I don't recall teaching you to behave this way towards your mother," she muttered angrily between her teeth, jabbing at my chest.

I simply rolled my eyes and began to turn around to walk up. She did this all the time, treating me like a dog, never allowed to do the simplest things. I was a senior in high school, you'd think I'd have some more freedom. She would usually just let me walk away with a warning, though, which was why I never listened to her anymore.

I gasped when she took me by surprise, roughly pulling me back by my arm and scratching me with her fingernails. "Ow," I mumbled, feeling intimidated by the action. She was never like this. She would usually just let me go upstairs.

"If you're going to go somewhere, you're going to tell me. That's final," she seethed. I looked into her eyes and saw something I hadn't seen in a long, long time. "You've been acting like this for a long time. Shutting yourself out from me. I think it's time you endure some punishment for once," she growled, her fingernails digging deeper into my skin.

Punishment? She never punished me anymore. I had lately been allowed to do anything I wanted as long as I came home to a yell-fest. And my arm was really beginning to hurt now. "Mom, stop, that hurts," I voiced, trying to pry her fingers off of me. It only made her press harder.

"No. You deserve it. You're a disobedient rat," she seethed once again.

Before I could reply, she had let go of me and roughly pushed me to the floor. My step-mother was a strong woman, but I never would have thought she'd use her strength against me again. I was getting scared now. "What are you doing?" I cautiously asked, crawling backwards in attempt to get away.