Can we create something beautiful? (Kellic) (boyxboy)

chapter 8

sorry for the chapters being so short at first. I've been really busy but this one will be longer!

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"kellin! what are you doing here?" vic asked me, a confused expression forming across his face. He looked so cute is this baffled state, his deep brown eyes glistening with worry. He took a step towards me and gently pushed a few strands of hair out of his face.

I contemplated telling him I was here to make up with the band and had failed seeing as they were wasted, but decided not to as it was mostly irrelevant.

"I... Um, was just stopping by..." I began to speak but slowed to a stop when vic started shaking his head.

"No, no. Kellin, your not supposed to be here."

His words shocked me. What had I done wrong? I got that the guys didn't want me here but why didn't vic?

"I have as much right to be here as you do!" I retaliated. I began picking at the skin on the side of my thumb; this was something I usually did when I was slightly stressed or annoyed.

"No, listen to me. You can't be here, you have to-"

"What the hell have I done wrong!? You don't own this house so you can't tell me to leave just like that!" I was beginning to get angry now. Why couldn't he just let me be?

"Just listen to me! Leave now or-"

Vic was suddenly cut off as the lights dimmed and Gabe emerged from the darkness. He strolled over to the breakfast bar, a cocktail in his hand. After placing the pink toned drink onto the surface, he grabbed a spoon and clinked it against the glass three times.

"Can I have your attention please!" His words slurred a little, he was clearly tipsy but not as drunk as some of the people here.

Silence fell upon the room and everyone drew their attention towards the commotion Gabe was causing. All eyes were now focused on him and a few mutters could be heard. What the hell was he doing? I knew he could be a bit nuts when drunk so I expected it was just one of his wierd moments.

"Id like to introduce you to someone..." He began. After saying that, a tall-ish guy walked around from the corner and stood beside Gabe. He looked like he was in his twenties. His hair was of a light brown/blonde shade and it was relatively short. A small amount of facial hair clung to his chin and he was dressed in black jeans and a denim jacket. A small, nervous smile was plastered on his pale face.

"Everybody, this is Alex!"

So this guy's name was Alex. I'm never one to judge a book by its cover, but there was something I found strange about this guy. I couldn't put my finger on it but I wasn't keen on him.

"Yo Alex dude!!!" I heard Jack shout from somewhere behind me. Alex awkwardly waved.

" Well, there is some exiting news about my buddy right here." Gabe said. Vic had a concerned look on his face as he turned to me.

"Kellin, seriously you should leave." I decided to ignore Vic, he was just being a bit of a prick.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to Alex Gaskarth, the new singer of Sleeping With Sirens!!!!"

What the fuck? Did I hear that right. I turned to my left to see Vic's expression which confirmed, yes I did hear correctly. He knew about this? Was everyone against me at the moment? I decided I didn't want to be here anymore so I pushed my way through the crowd of drunk and cheering people to the exit.

I stepped outside into the cool night air and stood underneath an apple tree. It was winter; the apples had turned brown and were mostly scattered on the ground.

It suddenly dawned on me that the reason I hadn't been invited was because of that announcement. Jack had thrown a party to celebrate me being fired from the band. Everybody there was happy to see me go. Vic was happy to see me go.

A stinging feeling began to form behind my eyes and a stray tear slid down my porcelain cheek. It was soon followed by another one. Sitting down on the ground, I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. Sure it was pretty awful that I had lost all of my friends and my dream job, but what got to me the most was the fact that Vic knew about it and all it compelled him to do was to tell me to leave. Maybe it was my crush speaking, but it really hurt to think he truly didn't care about me that much.

Realisation suddenly hit me as I took into account the seriousness of the situation. I officially had no job. I was unable to pay for my house. I was going to be homeless.

My breathing became faster and deeper as I began to feel panic rise in me. I tried and failed to distract myself from having a panic attack and my hands became clammy. Tears were now streaming from my eyes and my breath was heavy and quick. I began clasping at the grass beneath me and digging my nails into the chilling soil. As my breathing was starting to make me feel dizzy and my eyes were completely clouded with salty tears, I buried my face into my knees.

I was now a blubbering, hyperventilating mess. Drowned out by the sounds of my own panicking, I wasn't aware of the footsteps trudging towards me until the figure was casting a shadow over me. I glanced up and through my water eyes I could just about make out the features of the Mexican man that stood before me.

"Kellin?" Vic's soft voice graced my ears as he crouched in front of me and placed two of his fingers underneath my chin, wiping away a few tears with his thumb.

I tuned my head away from him, although his charms would have worked on me any other day, I was extremely mad at him right now.

"Kellin, i'm so sorry about what happened."

"Dont pretend like y-you care" I snapped back, sniffling.

"Of course I care, your my friend and I hate to see you like this..."

"Then w-why the fuck didn't you put a stop this?" Tears began to well up in my eyes once again.

"There's nothing I could have done. This wasn't up to me and Sleeping With sirens isn't my band, trust me if i could have stopped this I would have."

Deep down I knew that he was right, but I didn't want to forgive him so quickly. I was still mad.

"I guess..."

"You don't believe me do you?"

"Well, to be completely honest, no I don't. This isn't something that's easy to forgive. I've lost like all my friends, any way of making money and I wont be able to pay my landlord and then ill end up on the street with no home and no money for food and-" I stopped as my breathing became fast again and Vic must have noticed as he gave me a concerned look.

"Kellin, calm down. everything's gonna be okay." He placed his hand on my shoulders and although I didn't believe him, he made me feel slightly calmer.

"No Vic, you don't understand. I have nowhere to live!"

He looked thoughtful for a moment. What was he thinking about? The short amount of silence began to seem awkward until he finally replied and what he said next shocked me.

"I have a spare room in my house where my parents usually stay on their annual visits. If you like, you can live with me until you get back on your feet."

"really!?" I exclaimed and shot up.

Vic smiled and laughed slightly.

"yes of course! It's the least I could do."

I was too happy for words. Sure, I still had other issues to deal with, but this was the focus of now and was all the mattered at this moment in time. I flung me arms around Vic and embraced him in a hug. He hugged me bak and sighed contently.

Little did I know know this moment of bliss was to be short lived and things were only going to downhill from here...