I Can't Make You Stay [Kellic]

Chapter 17

Vics POV:

5 days. It's been five days since the last time one of us has seen Kellin and it was really taking its toll on me. I realize the reasons why he could be gone are probably worse than what he's putting me through, but he's honestly putting me through hell, with the scenarios of what could have happened or what are happening, constantly running through my mind. And you know the worst part? It's that I don't even think anyone's noticed he's gone except our small friend group.

Nobody's has said one thing. No rumors, nothing.

"Victor?" I heard an old voice say. I pulled myself from my thoughts and looked up to see my math teacher hovering over my desk.

"Uhm, yeah?" I said. Was that a correct response? Should I have said anything? I don't know.

"Are you okay? These past few days you've seemed a little . . distant." He said, a hint of concern in his voice.

"Have I?" I said once again starting to zone out.

"Look, I realize that your little pal Kellin isn't here," and at the sound of his name I snapped my full attention to what this guy was saying, "but you have to realize that kids like him are no good. I've seen kids like him before, they come and go and this time, he might not come back, but trust me, you are so much better without someone like him in your life. He'll only bring you down and by the looks of your grade in this class, he was already starting to." And with that he dropped a worksheet on my desk and started to walk away.

I swatted the paper off my desk.

"Fûck you," I mumbled. He stopped in his tracks and turned around on his heels to face me once more.

"Excuse me Mr. Fuentes, what did you just say?" He stared me dead in the eye.

"I said, fûck.  you."

"I advise you to never speak to me like that again or there will be punishments young man." He said in his strong teacher voice, but for some reason it didn't phase me. He turned back around mumbling. "What did I say about bad influence..."

I stood up quickly, the back of my chair slamming into the back wall. By this point everyone was looking at the situation unfolding. Any normal person would have let it go by now, but today I was on one, I was tried of being walked on and people walking on who I cared about. The sound of my chair smacking the wall cause Mr. Doucheface to turn around, this time his face had anger written all over it.

"You know what Mr. Douche Canoe?? Fùck you. Fùck this class. Fûck this school. Fùck everyone in it. Fúck your thoughts and snide remarks. I'm so over people being total assholes to each other and everyone else just sitting around letting it happen. So if you want to downgrade your students because of their past or because of who their friends with, then fûck you. Just fùck you." And with that I grabbed my stuff I stormed out of the classroom.

I didn't exactly know where to go after that, I had never just left class and I assumed I should t just leave, but I didn't want to stay here either. I stopped in the middle of the hallway, looking around and trying to decipher what to do before I decided to just leave and deal with the consequences later.

I stormed toward the front doors and left, just like the last time, nobody tried to stop me. I continued across the parking lots and them just walked down the street, slowly calming down.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had no texts. Where the hell was Kellin? What happened to him and why can't he text me? Did I do something so wrong that he couldn't tell me he was leaving?

As I continued to storm down the street, I heard a car slowing down next to me and it pulled me from my thoughts, but I kept my head lowered and picked up my pace, I really wasn't looking for trouble.