A/N I was going to update yesterday, but then I gave myself motions sickness from dancing in my room to panic! So yeah... read on!!
"Justin. I told you not to fall in love with him!" I yelled. Justin was tied up to a chair in his apartment living room. Jesse stood in front of him, gun in his hand and a smirk upon his lips. I stood off to the side, obeying Jesse's rules that if I make another sudden move, he'd shoot me.
"I can't help the way I feel," Justin whimpered. I felt bad for him. In my head I knew he was going to get shot and killed, but I didn't voice that to him.
"Shut up, whore," Jesse said raising his gun to Justin's forehead, looking him in the eyes.
"Anything else you want to say to him, Kellin?" Jesse asked, eyes not breaking contact with Justin's. I thought for a second before speaking up.
"No," I simply stated. I was angry enough at him, but not only that, I was scared. My heart rate picked up as I saw a tear shed from Justin's eyes.
"I still love you," he whispered, and the sound of a gun shot rang through my ears.
I jolted awake, sitting all the way up in my bed. My head was hurting and I was heavily sweating. The nightmare replayed in my head like a never ending void. I rubbed my eyes, adjusting to the darkness. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand to check the time.
1:43 great. Hours upon hours until I actually have get up to do anything. I didn't want to sit here and be alone with the previous dream still lurking in my head, so I decided to shoot Vic a quick text.
Kellin: hey you still awake?
I text Vic because I couldn't text Alan. He was out whoring it up with some random guy like he normally would.
Vic: Yeah what's up?
Kellin: had a nightmare and I didn't want to be alone.
See, while I tried to lay off prostitution, Alan didn't. He liked money. I did too, but I was still in a state of depression from Justin hence the nightmare. Plus I already had enough money to survive the next few weeks.
Vic: wanna come to the beach with me?
Kellin: the beach? It's almost 2 in the morning...
Vic: exactly! It'll be fun! Come on!
Alan, he could manage. He was always more stable then Justin and I put together.
Kellin: ...okay fine. Meet me at my house.
After I text him, I got up and got dressed. I highly doubt he would want to go to the beach to get in the water, but nonetheless, I grabbed extra clothes just in case. After about ten minutes, I heard a the buzzer go off. I quickly ran to the buzzer and buzzed Vic in. He knocked on my door after a short period and I opened it for him.
"How did you get here so quick?" I questioned closing and locking the door after letting him in.
"I was already close by," he chuckled, "that's why I got the idea to hang out."
"Oh. Okay. Well is there anything we might need before we leave?" I asked. He smiled a wide toothy grin before responding.
"Extra clothes that I could borrow maybe? Also towels or blankets because laying in sand isn't much fun," he laughed. I nodded before going into my closet. I don't know why, but I decided to grab him my favorite long sleeve shirt and a random pair of sweat pants. I also grabbed towels to lay on. I handed him the extra clothes and grabbed my own extra clothes before we headed out to the beach.
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Blend (Kellic)
Fanfiction***EDITING*** Kellin Quinn is your average street whore. By day he is the best friend of Alan Ashby and Justin Hills. By night, the three boys are street whores, looking for a good fuck for some money. That's the only way these young boys can live i...