Hell Above (Kellic BoyxBoy)

Chapter Fourteen

Warning: Mild smut, if smut is ever mild

Kellin POV

“I’m going to make something to eat,” Vic said quietly, slipping out of my arms and standing up. “Want anything?” “Sure,” I answered, standing up next to him. “Is it okay if I come with you?” “Sure,” he muttered before walking out. I stared after him, wondering if I did anything wrong.

It’s been about a week since Vic told me more about himself. We were fine the rest of the day-well, as fine as you can be after an emotional breakdown-but everything changed the next day. He wouldn’t look at me, barely talked to me, and hadn’t told me he loved me.

Maybe he was waiting for me to say it first?

I don’t know. What I DO know is he is not acting like himself. AT ALL. Even his parents had noticed. They pulled me aside and asked me if he was cutting again.

I started paying close attention to him after that.

He didn’t seem angry. He didn’t seem depressed. He seemed dead. Numb.

And it worried the hell out of me.

We had the house to ourselves for the night. Mike went to stay at Tony’s or something, and his parents were on a date. Speaking of Tony and Mike(and Jaime), Vic hasn’t showed to practice for weeks.

He’s seriously worrying me.

I finally snapped myself out of it, following him to the kitchen. He was almost done making grilled cheese, something that I noted with a smile. I was determined to make him tell me what was up. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist, kissing his neck gently. “Hi, babe,” I whispered.

“Hey,” he murmured. “Ready to eat?” He turned around with two plates and give me a small smile, the first I’ve seen in days. It was enough to get rid of some of the weight on my shoulders.

“Yeah,” I answered, taking my plate. I walked back to the room so we could cuddle. I missed feeling his arms around me. We climbed onto the bed, getting under the covers. “Can we cuddle?” I asked softly, and kind of needy if I was  being honest.

He looked over at me, his brown eyes gentlye. “Of course,” he answered, holding his arm up. “Come here.”

I quickly slipped under his arm, snuggling into his chest. He pulled me close, squeezing me how he knew I liked. I smiled a little as I took a bite of my sandwich.

We finished eating and set the plates down, sitting in silence. I was thinking of how to ask him what was wrong. “What’s wrongg?” I finally asked. He looked at me in fake surprise.

“Nothing,” he answered, looking innocent. I growled in frustration and shoved him onto his back, straddling him. “Don’t give me that bullshit, Victor Fuentes!” I yelled. “You’ve been off all week, and I want to know the fuck why!”

“Nothing for you to worry about, Kells,” he mumbled, looking away. I grabbed his chin and jerked it back towards m. “Fucking tell me!”

“My best friend commited suicide, alright!” he finally shouted, tears falling from his eyes rapidly. “She couldn’t handle it anymore, and left me a voicemail before she killed herself! Are you happy now?”

Before I could apologize, he shoved me off of him and stormed out. I heard the front door slam and winced.

Well, I really fucked up.

~~~Vic POV~~~

I wiped my tears as I sat up in a tree at the park. Just breathe…

From: Kells:)

Vic, I’m sorry. Please come back

From: Kells:)

Please baby, I’m really worried. Come back

From: Kells:)

I’m so sorry, Vic! Just please come back! I love you!

Kellin’s texts were getting needier and more desperate. I sighed, jumping down and starting to make my way home.

I opened the front door and stepped in. Kellin was pacing back and forth, phone in his hand and on the verge of having a panic attack. Despite my anger towards him, I still worried. I mean, the boy has asthma!

“Kellin? Kells, are you alright?” I asked. he collapsed into my arms, sobbing loudly. “V-Vic! Thank God you’re okay! I’m so sorry, I didn’t know! Please don’t hate me, I was just worried! I-“

“Hey,” I whispered, taking his hands-which were shaking-in mine. “It’s alright. I forgive you even though you’re a douche.” He laughed a little. “Now calm down, breathe. Do you need your inhaler?”

“No,” he answered, already calmer as he looked up into my eyes. “Are you okay?” I looked down. “I’ll be alright, Kells.”

“I’m so sorry, baby,” he whispered, stroking my cheek lovingly. “But I love you, so much.” I cracked a small smile. “I love you too, you asshole.”

He chuckled, running his hand through his hair. “Can I make it up to you?” he asked a little nervously. I nodded slowly, confused. Before I knew what was happening, he had me against the wall, his hands undoing my belt as he kissed me passionately.

“K-Kellin,” I stuttered when he pulled back and got on his knees. “What are you doing?”

I knew damn well what he was doing.

“Making it up to you,” he whispered, pushing my jeans down with my boxers. I gasped when he stroked me quickly, making my hips buck and causing me to get slightly hard.

He grinned, blowing on the tip. His tongue licked up my length, making me sigh and tangle a hand in his thick hair. “Please,” I sighed. He got what I meant and took me into his mouth halfway.

I moaned, closing my eyes and letting my head fall back. His mouth was so hot and wet, it was nearly driving me crazy. He took me in as much as he could before bobbing his head up and down.

I moaned his name, tangling my fingers in his hair. “K-Kellin,” I gasped, feeling that familiar tightening in my stomach. “I’m close.”

He hummed around my length, sending me over the edge. I groaned out his name loudly, panting when I was finished and looking down at him. He looked so innocent with his lips wrapped around me, and I had no idea how.

He pulled away, grinning as he wiped his mouth. “Let’s go to bed, okay?” he whispered. I nodded tiredly, feeling bad as I saw his hard on.

We climbed into bed, getting under the covers. He lay with his back to me, so I couldn’t feel his erection. But I knew it was there. I reached around his body and slipped my hand into his boxers, making him gasp.

“Turn around and let me take care of you, baby,” I whispered. He let out a whimper as he turned to face me. His eyes were closed as I pumped him, a whimper or moan escaping his mouth every few moments. “Vic,” he whined, so I knew he was close.

I sped up my pumps, making him moan. He groaned my name as he came on my hand and his stomach, and I pulled my hand away with a smile. “Get cleaned up, you horny teenage shit,” I teased as I got up and headed towards the bathroom to wash my hand. “Whatever!” he called after me.

When I climbed back into bed, everything was clean and he was in different clothes. I stifled a chuckle as we sat there in silence for awhile. “Um, Kellin?” I said quietly. He looked down at me.

“Yeah, Vic?” “Can you hold me tonight? I kind of need someone to lean on right now,” I said softly. He smiled and took me into his arms. I held onto the front of his shirt tightly, holding in my tears.

“I’ll always be here for you to lean on, Vic,” he whispered, kissing my forehead as I let a few escape. “Thank you,” I whispered. He shook his head, running his fingers through my hair and slowly putting me to sleep.