Lips I'd Like To Kiss (Kellic AU)

○Chapter 20○

Im a savage.
Warning: Straight smut
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There he was.

Victor Vincent fucking Fuentes.

On top of some girl that I didn't recognize, thrusting into her.

He was moaning, she was moaning.

"So since you're moaning at least I know you can't use the 'I didn't want it' excuse huh?" I said loudly, my voice cracking and my eyes watering.

Vic gasped and whipped his head towards me, his eyes opening wide.

The girl underneath him grabbed the blanket and covered herself up as Vic pulled out and got off the bed, walking over to me slowly with his hands out.

"Kells, it's not what it looks like." He said.

That fucking pissed me off.

"Not what it looks like huh?" I said calmly.

"Not what it fucking looks like?!" I yelled, letting out a sob.

"I fucking love you Vic, I trusted you." I said, shaking my head as tears streamed out of my eyes.

"Kells, baby," Vic tried to speak.

"No! You don't get to call me that anymore." I said.

"What do you mean?" Vic said, tears coming to his eyes.

"We're done." I said, turning around and walking away, walking straight out of the house, ignoring all if the questioning looks I got from people who I did and didn't know.

I walked down the street, crying my eyes out.

Goddamnit.

I should'ove known that he didn't really love me.

I should'ove fucking known.

Noone can love a fatass emo faggot like me.

I walked for 25 mins before I finally got home, walking inside to see that my Aunt and Uncle were passed out on the couch with the tv on.

I quietly walked to my room, shutting and locking the door before falling onto my bed and crying into the pillow.

Honestly, I sounded absolutely pathetic.

I was whining, sobbing, yelling into the pillow.

All over a guy.

But he wasn't just any fucking guy that you would see on the street.

This was the guy that I was so fucking deeply in love with.

My boyfriend.

Well, ex.

I all the thoughts that had been in the back of my mind for months came back and I knew what I needed to do.

I went into the bathroom and locked the door, grabbing my blade out from underneath the tile and bringing it to my wrist, pressing down hard and dragging it across horizontally.

I was just getting started.

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Vic's P.O.V (earlier that night)

I don't know what Kellin's problem was, but he needs to chill.

It's been an hour since we got to the party and he still hasn't gotten out of my car.

And drugs? Fucking drugs?

Ugh.

What the fuck is up with him lately?

Mood swings, always tired and raiding my fridge every fucking time he comes over.

I love him, but he acts like hes pregnant or something.

I went to the drink table and got a red cup, a bottle of Jack Daniels and a coke from the cooler underneath.

I mixed the jack and the coke together in the cup and took a bug gulp.

I'm gonna get fucking wasted, I cant deal with this shit right now.

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It's been like, two hours, and I definitely reached my goal.

I was beyond wasted, and there was this hot chick grinding on me.

"Wanna go upstairs?" The sexy little blonde whispered in my ear.

I nodded my head and smirked as she grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs, and into the last room in the hallway.

She pushed me inside and started kissing me, our tongues massaging eachother and our teeth clashing together.

I don't think either of us were worried about kissing eachother enough to try.

We ripped eachother clothes off and I gripped her boobs in my hands, squeezing and massaging them as I kissed her roughly.

She pulled my pants and boxers down, grabbing my dick in her warm hand and pumping me, causing me to moan quietly.

There was a voice in the back of my mind, telling me I shouldn't be doing this, but I was too drunk to acknowledge it.

She took me into her mouth, trying not to gag on my large cock.

Honestly, she wasn't that good at giving blowjobs, and couldn't deepthroat at all.

I soon got tired of her teasing so I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up, throwing her onto the bed.

She spread her legs and I trusted into her, grunting loudly.

I fucked her fast and hard, just trying to get off.

She was actually pretty fucking annoying, moaning like a fucking pornstar.

I put my hand over her mouth and fucked her harder, slamming into her with all my force.

The bed was creaking and hitting the wall and I was grunting loudly.

I heard the door open, so I slowed down a bit, but I didn't really care all that much, the person would probably go away once they saw what we were doing.

"So since you're moaning at least I know you can't use the 'I didn't want it' excuse huh?" I heard a familiar voice say.

Fuck.

I whipped my head towards the person and my eyes widened.

It was Kellin, standing there, tears streaming down his face and a devastated look on his face.

I suddenly remembered why I had a feeling I shouldn't be doing this.

"Kells, it's not what it looks like." I said, walking towards him with my hands out in front of me.

I kept trying to get him to understand, but he wouldn't listen.

"Kells, baby," I said, trying to reason.

"No! You don't get to call me that." He yelled, tears streaming down his face.

Oh god no.

"W-what do you mean?" I asked quietly, tears coming out of my eyes.

Kellin started shaking his head and looked away from me.

He couldn't even keep eye contact when he said words that I never thought id hear.

"We're done." He said, turning around and walking down the hallway.

I ran after him, yelling for him to stop and that I was sorry, but once we got downstairs, I lost him in the crowd of people.

Goddamnit. I really fucked up this time.

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Two more chapters and sequel is somewhat planned out!