Collide with the Sky (Kellic)

9. The First Punch

I slowly walked towards the door, unsure of what I'd do or say when I see him. I hesitantly opened the door, only half way and was met with the sight of him. His eyes reflected mine, also showing a mix of emotion. Sometimes I feel just everything is too much for us. I've caused all of this on him, it just isn't fair on him.

"Can I come in?" Vic quietly asked.

I nodded, calming myself down a bit more. I didn't feel angry anymore, I felt confused. I felt unsure of how I was meant to feel. I wish this emotion would leave my life.

I watched as Vic made his way in, and slowly walk around the apartment until he settled on sitting on the couch. I walked over towards him, standing.

"I-I'm sorry," he apologised.

I sighed, shaking my head. "Don't be. You didn't do anything wrong. I was just overreacting. Like always..."

"Nothing's your fault," he told me. "Your world's about to change. Everything will become better for you. Just don't let things get you down as much."

"Easier said than done," I mumbled.

"I'll be here to help you, as much as I can," said Vic. "I won't be able to be all the time, but as much as I physically can."

I nodded. I sat down next to him, looking down at my lap, fiddling with my fingers. "Everything just sucks so much, and I don't even know why. I wish I could change, I know it's me that's the issue," I rambled, speaking faster with each word.

"Look into my eyes," Vic said. I looked up. I could feel they were slightly watery. But when aren't they? "Speak slow now. How are you feeling right now?"

"I'm not sure."

"You're never sure."

"It's just- I would kill just to feel less invisible. It can be pretty hard sometimes."

"You're not invisible to me," he said, moving a little bit closer. "I know what it's like to feel invisible. I've gone through a lot seeming as though I'm not even there to the people around me. You're pretty much the first person to actually take notice of me for a long time. So I do understand what you're going through. So don't worry so much about others. Live it up, don't look down. Do what makes you happy."

He turned, pulling me in for a hug. I paused for a second before hugging him back, tightly. This was no crass embrace. I felt so close to him, and I didn't want to ever let go.

We eventually pulled away, but still slightly held each other in our arms. I looked into his eyes, noticing just how deep they were. They held so much emotion in them. His full, pink lips were slightly opened. Not realising what I was doing, I felt myself slowly moving my head towards him as my eyes fluttered shut. I felt his breath exhale against my lips as I remained still, our lips hardly a centimetre apart. Neither of us dared to move. I didn't care if it was the right thing to do, but it was my heart that made me move that bit closer to him, our lips slowly and softly touching.

We pulled away, resting our foreheads against each other. I opened my eyes to see his staring back. He showed no sign against what just happened, and it seemed like he was glad it did. And without anything holding me back, again our lips connected.

His lips were soft and I just melted into them. I liked the way his felt against my own. I liked the feeling when I ran my tongue across them, and how it felt when his mouth slowly opened more.

Vic's hands moved so they were both around the back of my neck. I shifted too, moving above him with one hand against the couch holding me up and the other on his thigh. I pulled back from the kiss for a moment as if to ask if he were okay with everything. There was no hesitation, and I leant back down again.