A Kellic Love Story

Chapters 1 + 2

[may be triggering (self harm/depression), contains sexual scenes gasp ok enjoy ;)]

Chapter 1

Vic's POV

I dragged the blade rapidly across my wrist. Small droplets of blood accumulated on the cut. It was shallow but still bled a lot. I let it bleed. I liked it that way. This way, there was always a chance I could bleed to death.

I made a few more cuts, I lost track of how many as the sensation overcame me and I began slashing uncontrollably. Tears streamed down my face and my scarlett blood dripped down my skinny arm.

Too skinny

Ugly

Worthless

Unloved

Alone

Pathetic

Freak

Faggot

I wasnt wrong. I wasn't deluded, I didn't just think these things about myself, it was all true.

Everybody knew it and they had been sure to let me know every day in the form of hurtful words and punches.

I deserved it anyway.

But my brother Mike found out. He's younger than me- a junior- yet he's taller and more built so everyone always assumes it was me who was the younger sibling.

He's like an older brother to me, he cares about me more than I cares about myself. He's always there for me and the moment he found out about the bullying he absolutely destroyed this one kid who had been bullying me.

Mike was yelling at them all, just general how fucking dare you who the fuck do you think you are leave my brother alone when this one kid dared answer Mike back. Rookie mistake. Mike wasn't in the mood for fun and games so he decked the motherfucker and got suspended. But he told the principal why he did it- because they bullied me- and everything went tits up from then on.

It all happened so quickly, one second I was in the principal's office being basically told off for not telling anyone, the next I was here.

New town

New school

New everything.

It was our first day. Mine and Mike's. He insisted on transferring with me and to be honest I was kinda glad. I never had any friends at my old school but at least I always had Mike.

"VIC, COME ON ALREADY WE'RE GONNA BE LATE," I heard Mike call me from downstairs.

"COMING," I yelled back. I quickly hid my blade back in the medicine cabinet that no one ever went in and pulled the sleeves of my black AC/DC hoodie down.

I rushed out of the bathroom, ran down the stairs, devoured a peice of toast in 5 seconds flat and rushed out the door just in time to walk to our new school with Mike.

Chapter 2

Kellin's POV

"Hi Kellin,"

"Hey Kellin,"

"What's up Kellin?"

shut the fuck up

"Hi," I faked a smile.

I hate this place. It's so washed up and pointless, everyone sucks and I hate them.

I just hate everything, basically. And everyone. And they would hate me too if they knew te real me. The real Kellin.