The fault in us (Quills) (Kellin Quinn & Justin Hills) (boyxboy)

Chapter 2

Just as an info... This fic will mostly be written in Kellins P.O.V. ;)

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Kellin's P.O.V

The permanent rubbing of my pants on my hipbones was holding me on edge the whole day at school. My cuts were a lot deeper and more than usual but I didn't regret them at all. They distracted me from all the thoughts in my head which were messing with me all day. My cheek was still bruised but not that bad like a few days before. Justin did a really good job by punching me and my mum was for sure that he would have nearly broken my cheekbone. But it wasn't broken and I was trying to avoid Justin as good as I could.

He was really getting to me and I was just jerking on my seat when some of the guys were startling me out of joke. It was really annoying but the cuts held me back from totally freaking out. This was tiring and I just wished that the winter break would roll around rather sooner than later. I really couldn't stand this bullying anymore and even Gabe was noticing that something was up with me. I rarely left the side of my friends and they knew why I was doing this. I was practically clinging to them for god's sake and it was nerve wrecking.

"Kellin stop this! You can't be so close on my heels okay? I have a life and I can't protect you all of the time during school!", Gabe was more or less shouting at me and I was looking at him with wide eyes. Fuck, I needed him.

"Gabe, please...", I begged him, tears welling up in my eyes. Oh I was so weak lately and I hated this emotional side of me! So so much!

"Kellin you need someone else to help you. I'm your best friend but I can't protect you the whole day. Not even Nick can do this, go to the school counsellor or talk to your mum...", he said, pulling me in an empty class room.

"You know I can't tell anyone. What if he would do something to you? Or to my mum or Kailey?", I asked Gabe desperately and got just a sigh.

"Whatever Kellin, I really love you, you're my best friend for half of our lives and I wouldn't give up on you but this has to stop. He is controlling you even when he's not around you and I can't just stand here and protect you although I really couldn't protect you.", Gabe said, looking me directly in my eyes. I sighed and tried to hold back the disappointment.

"I know... I should stand up to him anyway.", I murmured quietly. Gabe nodded and flashed me one of his heart warming smiles.

"You should, you know you're not that weak like he's making you. He's just a guy, nothing more, nothing less and I would bet that you could beat him too.", he was encouraging me, even laughing a bit and this was making me chuckle too. Not because I was believing him but just because this was too funny.

"The faggot is punching the football player? I wouldn't believe that.", I answered but felt a bit better. Probably Gabe was right, I really shouldn't let Justin control me but it was easier said than done. It was more difficult than anyone could think of. Gabe looked a moment longer at me, before he smiled again.

"Just trust yourself. You survived your dad and you will survive Justin for sure, okay? Promise me you'll not give up?", he asked me and I bit my bottom lip. He wasn't even that right that I survived my dad. He didn't even know that I was cutting and that nightmare after nightmare was making my nights to a living hell.

"I try my best.", I smiled half-heartily at him but didn't have the guts to tell him the truth. He didn't need to know. No one needs to know. I would fight alone like I always did and Justin wouldn't push me any further than I already was. I just couldn't find the right moment to end this life. I just couldn't find the guts to do it, to cut deep enough that it wouldn't hurt anymore.