-Chapter 5-

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I wake up with an aching pain all over my body. I guess I passed out from all the blood loss. I slowly get up and look in the mirror. A bruise covers what used to be the milky white skin of my cheek.

Ugh.

I strip from my clothes, being careful of the cuts that litter my arms, as my arms are covered in them. I turn the shower on and wait a few seconds for it to warm up before I hop in. I wash my hair and my body, barely fazed by the familiar sting on my arms. I get out of the shower and clean up the mess on the floor before walking out into my room. I dry off and throw on a dark grey sweater with black skinnies.

I walk back into my bathroom and open the drawer that holds my makeup. (For the frequent bruises, of course)
I cover my face with a bit of concealer and foundation before blending it in and adding some powder so my face isn't unnaturally pale. I mentally pat myself on the back. You can barely tell that I have makeup on, let alone a bruise covering half of my cheek. I put my makeup in my backpack, just in case I end up rubbing it off.

I go back into my room and carefully add an abundance of bracelets to my wrists and a beanie to my head before grabbing my wallet and my phone and creeping quietly down the steps.

I look into the living room to see my uncle passed out on the couch with a beer in hand. He probably drank even more after he beat me last night. I sigh and shake my head.

He's ridiculous.

I quietly creep out of the house and start my walk to school. I get there in roughly ten minutes and realize that I'm 35 minutes early. I decide to wait around the back of the school so I can avoid any confrontation from the ass holes at this school. As im standing there, I get a bit bored and decide to listen to some music. I get out my phone and just press shuffle. As I sit down I hear the intro to the song "Stellar" by Incubus.

"Meet me in outer space,
We could spend the night,
watch the earth come up
I've grown tired of that place,
Won't you come for me?
We could start again
Yeah
How do you do it?
Make me feel like I do.
How do you do it?
It's better than I ever knew."

I sang quietly, looking down at this game on my phone.

"Looks like we might not fail that music project after all." I hear someone say above me.

I look up quickly and see Vic Fuentes standing there with a smirk on his lips.

Lips I'd like to kiss.

SHUT UP BRAIN.

Vic sits down next to me and pulls something out of his bag. I had almost forgot.

Vic hands me my journal and smiles.

"I read some of your lyrics..."  He said carefully.

I looked down as a blush tinted my cheeks.

"Hey, I warned you that they were horrible." I said, surprised at how level my voice was.

Vic grabs my chin and I flinch away. Trying not to whimper when he touched the bruise on my cheek. Vic looked confused for a second before realization crossed his features.

"Kellin, are you wearing makeup?" Vic asked carefully.

I looked up to see him looking at my cheek.

Before I could stop him, he gently grabbed my face and wiped the makeup off my cheek with his hand.

"Who did this to you?" He said.

The tears that I had been holding in escaped as I let out a small sob. I started to get up, but Vic immediately wrapped his arms around me and I buried my head into his chest, finding comfort in his warm embrace.

Maybe he was an ass hole sometimes, and maybe he was just tricking me into being friends with him for some big prank, but right now I didn't care.

It takes about 10 minutes for me to calm down, and by that time the bell had rung and there were no students around the front of the school.

"Hey, hey, it's okay." Vic said, slowly pulling away and looking down.

"Listen, I'm sorry for being an ass to you. Im just used to being like that, and I know it's no excuse, but I'm gonna make it up to you. No one will hurt you okay? I'll protect you."
Vic said while looking down at me.
I nodded with tears still in my eyes.

"It's okay." I said quietly.

Vic smiled and stood up. He reached out his hand and I grabbed it and he pulled me up, causing me to collide with his chest, which made me blush. I don't know how he pulled me up that easily. He must be a very strong guy.

"Let's get you to class." He says smiling.

He grabs my hand and we walk hand in hand around the front of school, through the front doors, and in the hallways. I'm blushing so hard right now I'm surprised Vic hasn't noticed. I look up at him to see he looks deep in thought. We walk over to my locker and I reluctantly let go of his hand before putting in my combination and getting my books for 1st-4th period before shoving my bag in there and closing my locker.

I am surprised to see Vic still standing there, watching me with a contemplative look on his face. He grabs my hand once again and walks me over to the closed door of my 1st period classroom before coming out of his thoughts and smiling down at me.

"Will you be okay until 3rd period?"
He asked, a concerned expression present on his face.

I nod. He smiles and hugs be quickly before turning around and walking away.

"See you then!" He shouts.

I smile to myself and open the door to the classroom, excusing myself for being late and walking to my seat in the back.

I really like Vic.

Like, alot.

He's been so nice to me this morning and I think he's letting me see his soft side, and he's just perfect. Too bad he would never like a guy like me. I'm gross and ugly and fat. Nobody wants a guy like that. I'm sure Vic doesn't even like guys. He seems like the type to date a new girl every two weeks.

But hey, a guy can dream.

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