Hell Above (Kellic BoyxBoy)

Chapter Sixteen

Kellin POV

I walked into the house, quietly shutting the door behind me. I was just anxious to see Vic, to make sure he was okay. I tip-toed into the room, his back turned towards me. I thought I saw his shoulders shaking, like he was crying. I dropped my bag to the floor with a thud, crawling into bed behind him.

I wrapped my arms around his tiny torso, pulling him back into me. I squeezed his waist gently as I pressed a kiss on his cheek. “Hey," he said quietly.

"Hi," I answered softly. He turned around and his eyes were a little red, but I assumed they were from crying, as tears were running down his cheeks. I took a deep breath as he snuggled into my chest, frowning. “Vic, you smell different."

I felt him tense the tiniest bit. “Really?" he asked, sitting up. “I guess I need to take a shower." He tried to stand up, but I pulled him back down.

"Stay for a minute," I whispered, trailing my fingers up and down his arm slowly as I looked into his chocolate brown eyes. “I missed you all day." He looked into my eyes, giving me one of the saddest smiled I’ve ever seen him wear. I reached up, pulling his chin up and pressing my lips to his.

He kissed back slowly, but passionately. I could feel his hands shaking slightly as he reached up to touch my cheek. I fought the urge to frown as I kissed him. He tasted different…did he eat something new while I was gone?

He pulled back, biting his lip and looking attractive as hell as he did. “I’m going to take a shower," he whispered. All I did was nod as he slipped out of my arms, grabbing clothes. He looked back at me and offered me a small smile before closing the bathroom door behind him.

I rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling. Why was he acting so different, like he was afraid to touch me? Did he…do something while I was gone?

I was going to check his wrists when he got out, though I was sure I took everything…

I sighed, running a hand through my messy black hair. I had thought about doing it myself today. Everybody at school gave me a harder time since Vic wasn’t there. But I would never blame Vic for it, because he hadn’t known it would happen.

I was starting to dwell on it, and I was tempted to sit in the bathroom and vent to Vic. But I didn’t want to overwhelm him, so I decided to talk to Mike.

Of course I found him in the kitchen.

"Mike? Can I talk to you?" I asked shyly. “What’s on your mind, man?" he asked right away, turning around. It touched me to see how much he cared even though we don’t talk.

"Um, well, I was thinking about…you know," I said awkwardly as we sat down. He nodded. “And did you?" he asked seriously. I shook my head.

"No. Vic told me if I ever thought about it, to talk to him. But I don’t want to overwhelm him, so I came to you…if that’s alright?"

"Of course it is, Kellin," Mike said, smiling. “I’m glad you trust me enough with this. So, what’s making you think that?"

So I told him everything. And he listened. Not because he had to, but because he cared about my well-being.

Man, did that feel good.

~~~Vic POV~~~

I stood in the shower, coming down from my high in silence. I regretted it-I had promised to never do drugs-but I knew I was going to do it again.

I had to be more careful. Kellin had said I smelled different. Of course I hadn’t been stupid enough to smoke in the house, but I would have to wear cologne.