"So you spent a lot of time here back in high school, huh?" Vic wondered softly."Yep. . . I threw the best parties." I told him, a sense of pride to my voice.
Vic snickered. "I can definitely see that." He said.
I frowned questioningly and left the small cabin kitchen, making my way to where Vic was standing. Ah, he had found the wall covered in polaroid pictures from my parties. . . which were often the only type of memory we had from them. I chuckled to myself at that thought.
"You know him?" Vic then suddenly asked, pointing his finger at one of the many pictures.
I looked a little closer and thought about it for a moment. It was a picture of a tall, lanky dude, wearing a muscle shirt and a snapback, sipping from a huge bottle of whiskey. I remembered him. "Oh yeah, he and I shared a few classes, I think. . . Mike Fuen—" Fuentes? Hold on a second. . . "Are you two related?"
Vic chuckled and nodded slowly. "Yeah, he's my little brother. That little shit, though. . . he always claimed that he was taking tutoring classes during spring break. Not that I ever believed him."
That made me laugh out loud. "Mike and studying, yeah that doesn't happen." I said, amused by the memory of him. What a small world, though.
"And who's that? Your high school sweetheart?" Vic then questioned, pointing at a different picture.
I looked over and grinned at the overexposed polaroid. "I wish." I said, smiling at the fond memory that I had of his strong, tattooed arms carrying me around on his back whenever and wherever I wanted. "That's Oli Sykes. . . he was kind of the school's bad boy. Every girl wanted him, but they were all under the impression that he was mine, so they drooled from a distance." I told him. "He was never actually into me, though, and I knew that. He only had one thing on his mind."
"Drugs?" Vic then questioned, arching an eyebrow at me and smirking.
"Nope. . . dicks."
His jaw dropped at that one. Yes, Oli was gay. He was a closet gay, though. He only ever admitted it to me, and I kept my mouth shut. We were close friends, and we did occasionally kiss to keep the charade going that he was straight. He was a hella good kisser, though. . . such a shame.
"Was he your boyfriend?" Vic continued to ask, now pointing at a picture of me making out with a tall, black haired guy.
I laughed and nodded. "For a few heated weeks, yeah." I admitted smugly. "That was Andy Biersack, star of the wrestling team. . . oh my god he was so hot. . . but it didn't last."
"Looks like you had guys lining up for you. . ." He then murmured, not exactly impressed but still amused by the whole thing anyway as we both scanned through the pictures of random people drinking, dancing, posing like idiots. . . and making out.
"Well, have you looked at me? I was the most popular girl in school. . . and I was hot!" I exclaimed proudly, holding my hands out to the wall of memories, trying to get a point across. However cocky it was.
"You still are. . ." Vic then complimented with a small grin tugging at the corners of his lips.
I giggled softly. He was so cute. He kind of reminded me of the one guy I dated that did last, at least for about three years. Until I got too caught up in college and my own future. I hadn't actually been with anyone else since him.
"He was my first serious relationship, and also my last." I then told Vic, pointing at the cute polaroid of the spiky-haired dork that had been my nerd of a boyfriend for those three years. "I was a senior, while he was a junior when we started going out. He was a total nerd, though, but he always managed to make me laugh. He was a great guy. Everyone thought it was weird that I was dating a junior, but given my status, they all accepted it eventually."
Vic bit back some laughter. "Oh my god, that was you. You were Jaime's first. . . well, everything!" He then exclaimed, before finally giving into his fit of laughter. "Oh god I can't believe this."
I shot him a questioning look. "You know Jaime?"
"Yeah, he's my childhood best friend." He explained. "Jesus, he was absolutely over the moon when he lost his virginity to you, he just wouldn't shut up about how amazing it was." He then added, dramatically throwing his arms in the air.
I giggled at that. I honestly never knew that Jaime had the balls to talk about things like that with others. Like I said, he was a total nerd and kind of a dork. . . also pretty shy, most of the time. He wasn't with me, but I guessed that he wasn't with his best friend either.
"You seriously haven't been with anyone else since him?" Vic then asked, frowning as he looked at me. I just shook my head. "Why not? I mean, not to sound rude, but I was pretty surprised to find out that you weren't with anyone. . . wouldn't you want to be?"
I sighed a little and walked away from the wall of pictures. "I'm not going to turn some poor bastard into a martyr, Vic." I stated as I sat down on the still slightly dusty couch. "Don't you think it's particularly cruel to have someone fall in love with me while I'm going to be dead soon? I'd rather avoid that."
Vic nodded as he joined me on the couch. "I guess you have a point." He sighed admittedly.
I smiled and playfully nudged him. "Hey, don't be sad for me, I'm fine honestly. I haven't been with anyone in so long; I hardly remember what it's like." I told him, causing him to finally smile as well. "Here, let's lighten the mood a little." I then suggested, jumping up from the couch and heading to the cabinet which I knew still held plenty bottles of booze.
I grabbed a still closed bottle of red wine and two glasses, before I walked out towards the patio. "Aren't you coming?" I then asked, looking back at Vic who was still situated on the couch.
He almost immediately shot up and followed me outside.
I poured us both a glass and we sipped it casually as we talked about all kinds of things. Mostly our high school experiences. Night fell and the stars lit up the sky. It was relaxing, and actually a lot of fun. Vic, for once, seemed to actually be enjoying himself too.
"Let's play a game." I then suggested with a grin. "Never have I ever. . ."
"Aren't you supposed to do that with shots?" Vic questioned as he laughed.
"Oh whatever." I sighed, waving my hand dismissively at him. We played games like this at my parties all the time, and they were fun. This particular one was about claiming to not ever have done something, and the others having to -normally speaking- take a shot if they did do it. "Never have I ever done any illegal drugs."
"So much for being a partier." Vic murmured with a smirk, but he didn't drink from his wine. "Never have I ever. . . skipped classes to go to a party.." He then said.
I snorted and threw part of my glass of wine down my throat. "And you said that I was the boring one?" He shot me an unimpressed look. "Alright, okay. . . never have I ever made out with the same gender."
Surprisingly, Vic took a big gulp. Well then, that was interesting news. "I'm bi, just so you know." He then quickly informed me. "Never have I ever had sex in public."
And I didn't drink. Back in high school I was a bit 'wild' as some would say, but I wasn't like that. I liked keeping things like that private. That being said. . . "Never have I ever had a threesome." I then said.
Vic looked down at his glass, slightly embarrassed, and then drank the remainder of his wine. I gasped in shock, and then started laughing. "Oh my god, I can't believe this." I breathed, amused. "Two girls?"
Vic shook his head. "Guy and a girl." He whispered.
"Oh my. . . you are quite something, mister Fuentes. But do tell, are you a top or a bottom when it comes to the boys?" I asked him teasingly, snorting a little at the end. I had to say, though, I was impressed.
He chuckled, rolling his eyes as he snatched the bottle of wine and drank some, completely avoiding answering my question.
"So how are we getting out of here? Are we walking?" He then asked, changing the subject entirely. It was cute to see him a little embarrassed. This was fun. . . but I wasn't going to push him. Not yet.
I grinned. "Nope, we'll be taking much faster transportation back down."
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Dreamless in Early Graves (Vic Fuentes / Kellic) ✔️
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