It'll Have To Be Enough [Kellic]

Don't You Blame This On Me

(A/N- So this is my first Kellic fanfic...be nice. And go read my Andley fanfic!

-Lauren)

Vic's POV

What the hell did I just do? I've really, really fucked it all up this time.

Kellin stood in front of me, tearing up, a furious look on his face, holding a fist up, like he was going to punch me.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT!" Kellin screamed, his hair stuck to his face with tears.

"Baby, please, it wasn't...," I said, trying soothe him, trying to get close enough to wrap my arms around him and explain.

He stepped back, almost tripping. "DON'T YOU DARE SAY IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" He roared furiously.

Tears sprung up from my own eyes and I held my arms out towards my beautiful boyfriend...but he wouldn't come close. He looked at me like I was a monster. It was just one kiss. One kiss and he came in at the wrong moment. How would he know Jamie had come onto me if he wouldn't stop crying?

"Vic?!" Kellin said, wiping at his eyes, his voice quieter now, not so loud inside the tour bus, "Vic?"

I pushed my hair out of my face and held my arms out to him. "Yes, baby?"

"Get the hell out," Kellin growled, walking towards me, hands facing out, "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

I gripped onto the wall. "No, no, no Kellin, I won't leave! Not until we talk!"

"I don't want to fucking talk, Victor Vincent Fuentes!" Kellin screamed, shoving me towards the bus door.

"Well fuck, Kellin Quinn Botswick!" I yelled, trying to face him, "Because I want to talk! I'm not leaving until we do!"

Kellin stopped shoving, and stepped back a few steps.

"I don't want to talk, Vic," Kellin said sadly, "I just want you to go right now."

Tears streamed down my face, and I looked at Kellin, pleading with my eyes, to get him to let me stay.

"Kellin, please!"

"No, Vic, I don't want to!" Kellin cried, holding his face in his hands. I just didn't care anymore, I walked up to him and took him in my arms, holding him tight as his tears soaked through my shirt. He pounded on me with his fists. Seeing Kellin, you wouldn't think he could hurt a fly if he tried, but damn, he packs a punch.

"Let go of me, Victor, let go!" Kellin wailed, punching me in the ribs. I tightened my arms around him, I wouldn't let go, not now, not ever.

"No! You need me right now and I'm not going anywhere!" I yelled. His tears had soaked through my shirt, dampening my skin.

"Let go, Vic! I don't need you!" Kellin was breaking down, his punches becoming less and less powerful, wails becoming louder.

"Like hell you don't!" I yelled.

Kellin stopped hitting me, and his body went limp, but he was still crying floods. I held his face up and wiped his tears away with my thumbs.

"Kellin?" I whispered, "Baby?"

"Go," Kellin said, sniffling, trying to push me away.

"No, baby, I won't leave you alone," I said, holding him by the shoulders.

"I'll get Gabe in here," Kellin said trying to start for the door.

"I'm still not leaving. I'm your boyfriend, he isn't," I said, pleading with him.