I'll Be The Fire That'll Catch You (Kellic)

Chapter four

I stormed back to my room and locked myself in there. I got pissed off. I just wanted Vic to disappear and just leave me alone. For what reason? That I do not know. One minute I was enjoying his warm company and the next thing I know, I hated him.

Maybe I was just getting a little bit too attached. I have to fix my thoughts and just kick him out. I was leaning against my door when I heard a loud knock.

“Kells? What happened?”

I suddenly got furious. “UH, VIC. FOR THE FUCKING RECORD, WE JUST MET LAST NIGHT AND WE’RE NOT EVEN CLOSE. WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING ME ‘KELLS’?!”

“Uh, sorry.” I heard his voice trail off. “I thought that you’re cool with me calling you tha-“

“NO.” I snapped. “WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT YOU CAN CALL ME THAT?”

I was practically yelling. I could feel my veins on my neck.

“Okay. I’ll just, I’ll just leave.” He finally spoke. “I’m sorry for barging in last night.”

I waited there in my room. As soon as I heard the front door close, I slowly twisted the knob and walked back to the living room. For a minute I just sat there with my arms crossed. Thinking.

A part of me was glad that I pushed Vic away. The other part? I feel terribly awful. I thought that if I pushed him out, I would feel better. That everything would feel fine. Guess not.

The thought of Vic and me going over the bridge to yell at him made me sick to my stomach. I feel horrible.

I tried to push my thought away and just eat.

For the first time ever, I felt worse and lonely. I mean, everyday my mom leaves me in this huge house, alone. I usually eat by myself and just watch a crappy show in the TV just to kill the loud silence surrounding me. But today was different. I didn’t feel like moving. I found myself staring at a blank space, playing with my food. Thinking about the way I treated Vic.

After sitting there and slowly nibbling on my food, I got up from my chair and walked up to my room. I slowly closed the door and carelessly collapsed on my bed. I reached over to my bedside table and grabbed my phone. Music. I untangled my earphones and drifted with the music playing.

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“Kellin? I’m home!”

I slowly flicked my eyes open as I hear my mom’s voice from downstairs.

“10:18pm” I read to myself as I took a glimpse of the little digital clock beside me.

I can’t believe I slept for 15 hours. Funny thing is, I didn’t have a dream. Blank. I knew I  slept but there were no dreams. Just blank and black.

“Kellin, you want to eat?” My mom knocked on my door.

“Yeah, sure mom.” I got up from my bed and walked towards my bathroom.

For a second I just stood in front of the huge mirror, just staring at my reflection. I was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday. I forgot that I still haven’t taken a bath. I then hurriedly jumped into the shower.

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 “I already told him this morning” I heard my mom as I approached the dining area.

I got curious. Is she on the phone or..

Ah, of course. She just had to bring her boyfriend.

“Hi Mr. Fuentes.” I greeted with a fake smile.