Vic: very pastel, Very quiet, adorable. One flaw: eating disorder.
Kellin: Vic's bully, punk, perfect life.
After Vic was walking home from school, he gets beaten up by an unknown gang, even worse, raped. Then kellin so happens to see Vic, naked...
A lot of things went through my mind in this silence.
Does he hate me?
Am I disgusting to him?
Is he gonna stay away from me and revert back to his gang?
Did he see my scars?
Lord have mercy this silence is giving me some bad thoughts.
I decided on that he hated me, and he doesn't wanna speak to me again.
And I respect that.
So I hop off the counter, using my arm, but a wave of pain and stinging went though my shoulder/collarbone.
"AHH FUCK!" I screamed, clutching my wrapped shoulder. "VIC! Are you okay?" I heard kellin say softly.
Okay he doesn't hate me.
"Yea I'm fine." I whisper.
He sighed and took my chin in two of his slender, pale, fingers and made me look up at him.
I look up at his ocean blue eyes, getting lost in them as if I'm drowning.
Man, I wish I had eyes like that.
"Cmon Vic, we're going out to eat." He said sternly. As he finishes, I shook my head no, and ran to the door of the bathroom.
He wraps his arm around my curvy waist and pulls me back.
"Yes we are. Wether you like it or not." He said. I looked down and pulled at the string of my pastel blue ripped shorts.
"Okay" I mumble he lets go of my waist and grabbed my tiny, tan, hand.
We walk out the bathroom only to find the most doushiest of the doushbags there is.
Oh, hi there Jesse.
"OI! VIC I WAS LOOKIN FOR YOU LOVE!" He exclaims. I ran to the end of the hall, clutching kellins hand.
"NO NO PRINCESS!" He yells, running on my tail. Kellin pulls to a stop and turns around, getting face to face with Jesse. "Scuse me lil boy, Vic is mine so I suggest you fuck off and give him to me." Jesse spat. I feel myself getting angry. I don't belong to anybody. Just then, kellins eyes filled with rage, and he punches the shit out of Jesse.
I begin to laugh my ass off at jesse's limp body on the ground and kellin snatches my wrist twordes him, and begins walking, too fast for me. "Kellin, please slow down." I whimper. He begins to slow down his pace, but keeps going.
"Where are we going?" I ask quietly.
"Taco bell." He said angrly. I nodded, trying to loosen my wrist on his hard grip, but only grips tighter. I whimper at the pain, I hate these fucking scars. He continues to walk, until we're at his car. He shoved me in the passenger seat and walked over to the driver seat. He gets in, slams the door and takes a deep breath. He starts the car and stares angry at the road. I begin playing with my pink crop top. I don't dare to say anything to him.
We pull up to a Taco Bell, but kellin locks the door.
He looks like he's finding words to say.
"Vic, I'm gonna tell you something you might not like." He says. I suck In a harsh breath, but nodded. Signaling him to go on.
"Vic I......"
(Lol I'm a bitch. Anyways LOOK AT THE THING I RODE AT THE CARNIVAL
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ITS CALLED A SLINGSHOT¿ YEA IT WAS FUN BUT I LOST ONE OF MY SANDLES I CRI. Anyways stay tuned for next chapter ;) )
