The First Punch (sequel to Change) | kellic (boyxboy)

nine

Vic's POV

A week. That's how long it had been since the party. I tried walking around the house with my shirt off to encourage Kellin, but nothing worked. It almost seemed as he had gotten worse than before.

Our fridge was empty and Kellin was still asleep so I decided to go to the grocery store.

Be back in a few. Just getting groceries. Love you. ♡

-Vic

I walked into the store, pushing a small cart. I grabbed everything we needed, but in the way that Kellin liked, of course. For example, Kellin didn't like crunchy peanut butter because it put wholes in his bread, so I made sure to get the creamy kind. I bought a few extra things for him, too. I knew he'd be mad at me for it later, but I didn't care. I loved treating him.

I passed through a few different aisles and I ended up in the area where you buy hot dogs and lunch meats. It made me think about the party. Kellin practically deep-throated that hot dog and it was so hard for me to sit and watch. Shit, I was jealous of the damn hot dog. I couldn't resist myself when I grabbed a pack of the same hot dogs my dad always bought. Kellin opening his mouth that wide was surely a sight I'd like to see again.

I turned the corner without looking, but apparently I wasn't the only one not paying attention. My cart ran straight into someone else's. I looked up to see a face I never wanted to see again.

"Vic?" He smirked.

"I-I-uh..." I stuttered.

"It's me, Beau." He chuckled. "Has that new boyfriend of yours brainwashed you that much?"

"I don't want to talk to you." I said sternly, gaining my confidence back.

"Oh, I don't give a fuck what you want. Hm, but you don't care either. You never cared about me or what I wanted." He glanced at my cart. "But obviously you care about him. You don't even fucking like creamy peanut butter."

"Just leave me alone, okay? I'm perfectly happy with Kellin." I furrowed my eyebrows. "You're just jealous that I actually love him and I couldn't love your ass. Not with how you treated me."

"That's bullshit. Have you forced him into sex like you tried with me?" He pushed.

"I never fucking tried pressuring you into sex. You know damn well that we didn't get even close to that far. Sure, Kellin and I have had sex. But we waited until we were ready as individuals and as a couple." I said angrily.

"I refuse to believe that." He rolled his eyes.

"Well then don't! But I know the truth and I don't need you to clarify it for me." I told Beau.

He ruined my happy shopping vibe. I pushed my cart past him and into the self checkout. I paid for everything and left the store. After putting everything in the back seat, I drove home. When I got there, I carried the bags in and I quietly closed the door, making sure not to wake Kellin up. I immediately dropped the bags on the carpet floor when I heard the sounds of vomiting coming from our bathroom.

"Kell?" I yelled as I opened the bathroom door to see my poor baby sitting on the floor with two fingers in his mouth, leaning over the toilet. He had tears coming out of his eyes. "Oh, no. Baby, what are you doing?"

I ran over to him just as he threw up another time.

"Hey, hey. Look at me, love." I said, cupping his cheeks and making our eyes meet.

"Why are you trying to make yourself throw up?" I asked worriedly.

His lip quivered as his eyes began to water. I hated when he cried. He's too pretty for all that sad shit. He thinks it's a turn off, but I don't care. I'm not exactly worried about getting horny if my boyfriend is upset. He deserves to be happy and I hope he sees that someday.