Lips I'd Like To Kiss (Kellic AU)

◇Chapter 11◇

Kellin's hair the way it is in the story.

Kellin~

Vic pecked me on the lips and we said our goodbyes before I got out of the car and walked up to the door. I turned around and waved as Vic drove off. I sighed happily and opened the door.

It reeked of cigarette smoke and liquor. The smell was blinding. I walked further inside and heard my uncle's voice. He was talking to someone.

I tried to quietly creep up the stairs, but on the fourth one it made a creaking sound.

"Kellin get your ass down here!"
My uncle yelled. I braced my self for what was about to come and walked into the living room. There were four men there, including my uncle, and they all looked about the same age. My uncle was glaring at me like I was the worst thing to ever live.

"Where have you been?" He asked me.

"I was at my bo-girlfriend's house." I said quickly, almost saying boyfriend. He would kill me if he knew I had a boyfriend.

"How could a girl like a fatass faggot like you?" One of the other guys said.

I kept my mouth shut.

"Fucking answer him you bitch!" My uncle screamed at me, standing up and slapping me hard across my face. He slams me to the ground and begins to punch and kick me.

Soon enough his friends join in, making the beating 10x worse. I try to block their bows with my arms, but they just end up hitting my cuts and I cry out. Tears are streaming down my face as I just give up and fall limp on the ground, willing myself to just pass out.

Soon after they stop, but not before spitting on me.

"I'm going on vacation, try not to make a mess if you kill youself." My uncle says as he walks out with his friends. I lay there for a moment before slowly pulling myself up and limping to my room. I close my door and lay down on my bed. I needed to clean myself up, but I'm too tired, so I just pass out.

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I wake up the next morning with a pounding headache and pain in the rest of my body. I reach over to my bedside table and grab my phone. I have a couple texts from Vic and like 9 missed calls from him.

Hey Kells, what's up?

Kells, baby are you okay?

Kellin what's wrong?

Please answer you phone, darling.

How cute is he? I feel bad though, so I call him. It rings a few times before he answers.

"Kellin! Baby, are you okay? What happened?" He asked as soon as the call connected.

"I'm really sorry, my phone was dead and I fell asleep early." I lied. He may be my boyfriend, but he didn't have to know what happened with my uncle.

"Lazy." He chuckles.

"That's me!" I shout. We both laugh.

"So hey Babe, would you want to come over and hang out for a bit before I have band practice?" He asked.

"Yeah that would be awesome! Can I maybe watch your practice?" I asked, a small blush coating my cheeks.

"Of course! Do you want me to pick you up?" He asked.

"If thats okay with you." I said.

"Okay, I'll be there in 20." He said.

We said our goodbyes and hung up.
Shit. Now I have to get ready. I get up off the bed and try to ignore the pain that practically radiates throughout my whole body. I go to my bathroom and look in the mirror. I look at myself and lyrics for a song come into my head.

I changed my clothes again this morning
I don't like the way I look today.
Everytime I look in the mirror
I look for someone else's face
Cause I hate the way I feel,
Hate this man that I've become
I wanna fight myself I know that it's not worth it

As i feel tears coming from my eyes i look away. I strip before taking a quick shower. Surprisingly there was only one bruise on my face, and that was on my cheek from when my uncle slapped me. It wasn't even swollen! Now I can put foundation on and it wont be noticeable. I dry myself off and dress in Vic's hoodie, which is way to big for me, and some black skinny jeans. I apply some makeup to my face and fix my hair before grabbing my phone, wallet, and keys and going downstairs. I open up the front door and shut it behind me, locking it. I sir down on the steps to our porch and wait for Vic.

About 5 mins later Vic pulls up in my driveway. I stand up and walk over to his car and get in. When I am seated, he smiles at me before leaning over and giving me a quick peck on the lips. I giggle and he chuckles at me before starting the car and backing out of my driveway. He puts in a cd and soon the car is filled with the sounds of I Miss You by Blink-182. My face lights up as I sing along, Vic joining in as well.

We pull up to his house and he gets out and goes around the side before opening the door and grabbing my by the hand to pull me up out of the car, I end up colliding with his chest, and get a sense of deja vu. He pulls me into a kiss before pulling away and walking me up to his house. We go inside and are greeted by the sound of a TV turned up way too loud and some people screaming. I look up at Vic questioningly and he just smiles. He grasps my hand firmly and pulls me to the basement where the 'hangout room' was. We went down the stairs and the source of all the racket was identified.

Mike, Tony and Jaime sat on the couch in the middle of the room. Mike and Jaime seemed to be playing some video game and trash talking eachother, while Tony just sat there looking exasperated. Vic and I walked over towards them and Tony seemed to notice, as he sighed in relief. Tony grabbed both contollers from the boys and put them away after switching the TV to Netflix. They whined and looked around, finally noticing our presence. Noone seemed to notice our intertwined hands. Or so I thought.

Mike was looking at me strangely, before his eyes trailed down to our hands. Mike squealed.

"AH HA!" He yelled pointing at our hands. Jaime and Tony looked over and squealed as well.

"VIC I THOUGHT YOU WERE STRAIGHT!?!" Jaime yelled.

"nope." Vic said smiling at me. I blushed and looked down.

We heard all three of them 'awe' which made me blush more.

"Well, since I don't have to worry about yall not accepting me," Mike starts as he walks over to Tony.
"I'll do this." He says right before he smashes his lips into Tony's.

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Sorry it sucks I'm tired, sad, and dreading EOCEs that start tomorrow.