Obsessed - A Kellic Fanfiction

Chapter 5

Vic's P.O.V.

I walk down the steps of Kellin's house tears rolling down my cheeks. I rush out his front door the air in his house all of a sudden feeling thick. I run behind his house, and into the woods behind our small discreet neighborhood.

He likes me but he likes soccer, and his friends more. There is no way in hell I could ever compete with them. He'll never choose me, and I'll still be a love sick boy with no chance of being with the guy he's in love with.

I'll still be the weird little nobody that people laugh at when he walks by, and pushes his stuff out of his hands, because they know he won't do anything. I run my fingers through my hair.

I don't know why I ever thought I ever had a chance with him. I'm a nobody, and he's fucking royalty. I don't deserve him.

I sigh letting my tears continue to fall. I sit down at one of the tree stumps I love to hang out at. My thoughts continue racing every insult ever said to me making it's way into my mind. Trust me there are a lot of them.

I start sobbing, and all of a sudden I can't breathe. I slide off the stump onto the ground. I pull my knees to my chest.

I pull out my phone pulling up my contact list. He's right at the top. I click on him calling him. "Hey." He says. I gasp for air. "Jaime I need you." I manage to sob.

"Vic where are you? Are you okay?" He says panic obvious in his voice. I just let out a sob.

"Secret." I whisper trying to calm my breathing a little.

"You're at the secret place." Jaime says. I can't say anything.

"I'm on my way please just breathe in and out. In and out." I follow his orders, and my breathing calms a little, but it's still ragged.

Two minutes later Jaime is in front of me. He grabs my face.

"Breathe, Vic breathe." He says breathing deeply as an example. I copy his breathing pattern, and after a couple of minutes I am breathing normally again.

I sit there encased in my best friends arms. I smile up at him.

"Thank you." I whisper looking back down. I take his much bigger hand, and play with his fingers.

"No problem." He whispers. I sigh feeling comfortable, and at ease no more bad thoughts racing through my mind.

I just play with my best friends fingers feeling lucky to have him. "I don't know what I would do with out you." I whisper still intrigued by his big fingers. I smile.

"I don't know what I would do with out you either." Jaime says. I put his hand down, and lay my head on his chest just looking at the scenery around us. My breathing slows down, and soon I'm asleep on his chest.

* Jaime's P.O.V.*

I look down at the cute little Mexican on my chest. I still like Vic. I broke up with him, because I knew that's what would make him happy. I've seen his stash of Kellin pics. It's actually really adorable.

I kiss his forehead.

I wish I could be with him, but I can't and that kills me.

I wish that he could just realize that I am so much better for him than Kellin, but I know he never will. I stand up, and gently lift the sleeping boy carrying him to his house, and up to his room.

I place him on his bed. Then I stand up straight, and look at all the pictures on the wall. Jealousy  rushes through my veins eating away at the little compassion I had for his obsession.

I start ripping the pictures off the wall. Vic shoots up straight in his bed.

"What are you doing?!" He yells then stands up coming towards me as I keep ripping the pictures off the wall hoping that I was ripping the feelings he has for Kellin along with them.

"Stop it!" He yells grabbing my arm. I look at him, and push him back onto his bed. I finish ripping the pictures off the wall.

Vic is crying. "Why would you do that?!" He yells.

I look at him with a glare. He stands up, and grabs both my arms angrily.

I yank my arms way. "You have issues!" He yells. I laugh.

"I have issues! You're the one who's stalking a guy that will never want to be with you while you have a guy who loves you right here!" I yell.

Vic looks at me wide eyed. I walk over to the wall beating my head on it. Good one Jaime. God damn it. I hit my head harder.

Vic walks over, and put his small hands on my arms. "Please calm down." He whispers. I turn around suddenly, and push him off me roughly. Tears start falling from my eyes.

"No! I won't calm down! I'm fucking in love with you, and I have to watch you love someone who doesn't love you, and no matter how many times he hurts you you keep running back! When I would never hurt you! Never! I love you so much, and you just reject the idea of even liking me! I'm fucking tired of it! What makes him much better than me?! What?!" I yell my knees buckling falling to the floor as sobs escape my lips, and I pull at my hair.

Vic walks over, and bends down next to me.

"I want to love you Jaime. I really do, but I just don't. It hurts me watching you getting hung up on me when I can't love you back, and there are so many other guys out there who would treat you a lot better than I ever could." He whispers wrapping his arm around me comfortingly.

"I'm so sorry." I sob. He rubs my back. "It's okay." He says, continuing to rub my back.

"It's okay." He says again as look up at him.

I stare into his eyes, and slowly lean up pressing my lips to his, but pushes me off.

"Jaime I can't." He whispers. I look at him sadly, and stand up.

"I can't be your friend anymore." I whisper. "You've finally chosen him over me."

"No, Jaime please you're my best friend. I need you." He says tearing up. I shake my head, and walk out of his room just as his front door slams.

I don't even care to see who it is I just leave Vic on the floor crying whispering quietly to himself.

*Vic's P.O.V.*

I watch my best friends walk out of my room, and my life. A sob escapes my throat, and for the second time today I can't breathe, but this time I have no one to call for help. I stand up, and slam my bed room door.

I should have just agreed to date him. He's the only person I have, and I just lost him too. I can't believe that just happened.

This is just a bad dream. I start walking to my bed, but my knees give, and I fall to the ground gripping my chest my body making silent sobs.

Tears keep falling as I roll myself into the fetal position. I lay there not able to breathe, my vision going black. Wishing I could just change my life. Wishing I could make myself love Jaime, because I know deep down Kellin will never love me enough to choose me over the soccer team.

Soon everything's black, and I finally get a break from my mess of a life.