Mike Stop...Vic Will Hear •Mellin•

Chapter 16: Feels

Sorry its been a while but I'm thinking about making an art book cause why Not but ueahahahaha

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(Mike's POV)

"Kellin," I whispered, feeling my voice get shaky.

"Kellin."

It was muffled sound now...but everything I heard sounded like a nightmare. His mother had just beaten him, someone else is there to.

"Kellin come on...pick up or something," I could only hear the things they were doing to him. Its quiet now...what's happened to Kellin?

I got off my bed, with my phone still in my hand and walked down stairs. There I found Vic and Rosemary watching a movie.

"Vic," I tried calling his attention. He turned to look at me, and questioned why I was there. When he saw the expression on my face, this caused him to get up and leave the spot next to Rosemary.

"What's wrong Mike?" he asked, he sounded concerned.

"Can...can I borrow your car?" I asked.

"What? At this hour? No, it's late-"

"Vic I need to fucking borrow your car," I said a bit angrily through my teeth, I was seriously loosing my patience. And I just hated it when I didn't get what I wanted the second I fucking asked for it, in times of hurry.

"No Mike, you're still sick! You're not even supposed to be out of bed," he responded with the same anger now.

"What's going on?" Rosemary was now at Vic's side.

"Nothing! If Vic could just let me borrow the fucking car!" I yelled.

"Okay, tone it down Mike! Don't fucking yell at her!" Vic now pushed my against the wall, yelling in a higher volume. I stood up on my feet, and my body unconsciously flung a punch right back at him. He fell on the ground, and quickly got back up to fling at me again, but was held back by the waist by someone.

"Stop it now!" I heard my mom yelling at both of us, holding back Vic and Rosemary on the side.

"What the hell is going on?" my mom asked angered.

"Look at the fucking time! It's no hour to be fighting."

It had been so long since I had seen my mom angered, and I'm not sure if it's just what she would do as a mother, or if she just doesn't want to tolerate a delinquent son like me. She even cussed at us, meaning she just stooped up to a level of anger when she saw us flinging at each other.

"Mike, you shouldn't be out of bed," mom now said a bit more calmly. "Why are you up?" she asked.

"I...I need to borrow Vic's car," was all I said. But then Vic burst into my sentence.

"How the fuck do you expect me to let you borrow the car when first of all your sick and, second, it's late out!" He yelled at me.

"Michael, tell me why you would need to borrow the car at this hour," she said, placing a hand on my arm, and the other on my back. I looked down at her...and I could now see the worry in her eyes. I gripped the phone in my hand and pressed my hand against my forehead. My legs faltered for a second, but I stood up again and took a deep breath...

"Kelli-Kellin's mom...he isn't okay," I whispered to my mom. I calmed myself down, taking deep breaths.

"Fuck Mike, Kellin's mom is always being a bitch and there's nothing we can fucking do about it. Do you seriously need a car to go over there and talk to her? DO you wanna sit and have a chat with Kellin's mom? There's nothing we can do about the way she insults him-" I then cut him off.