Somebody that I used to know. >>Kellic

Chapter 15

A/N I've pre-written most of this story, but I'm really slow at updating bc I'm a lazy piece of shit, and some days I just completely forget I have a story to publish. Oops.. lol

After everything that happened the night before, Jenna and I decided to stay at a hotel. Today was the guys off day, so we wouldn't start heading to the next venue util later tonight. Which is perfect because it's going to give me enough time to think and processes everything that happened. A bunch of questions were running through my head at that moment. Is Vic mad at me? Did he make up with Beau? Did Beau even go back to bus last night? Did Vic even go back to the bus last night?

I sighed loudly, causing Jenna to stir in her sleep next to me.

"Kells, what time is it?" She asked in her sleepy state.

"Just past none." I whispered. I don't know why I'm whispering but it seemed appropriate. Jenna groaned some more before finally sitting up completely. "How're you feeling?" She asked.

"I'm okay." I lied. If anything, I'm far from okay. Physically and emotionally.  My face didn't hurt much, but my ribs felt like someone was repetitively stabbing me. I was almost certain I had a broken rib, and I would not wish that upon my worst enemy. 

Emotionally, I was just confused. Vic deserved to know the truth and when I told him, I felt like the world was being lifted off my shoulders. It was such a relief. The only thing I am really sad, and guilty about is that I lied to Vic. I tried so hard to come up with a story as to why I broke up with him and he actually believed me. What if he doesn't trust me anymore? I really don't want that.

"No you're not. Maybe you should go to the hospital." She said, pulling me out of my thoughts. I was barley listening.. all I heard was hospital, and I instantly shook my head.

"No, I'm not going to a hospital.. You know I hate them." I explained. She nodded in understatement and left me alone until it was time for us to go back to the bus.

"You ready?" I asked her, finally finding the strength to walk. 

"Yeah," She replied. "Just let me call an uber." I nodded. After she made the call, we went down stairs and checked out. We then just waited outside for the uber to actually show up. It was silent between us two. There was really nothing to say. Last night we did all the talking, and crying, we needed to. I know Jenna feels bad for scaring me when she pulled that knife out of Beau. I rarely see her mad or anything other than happy, so last night was a conformation of her true colors. She showed me that she will do anything to stand up for her friends, and herself. 

The uber showed up about fifteen minutes later. We got in and he took us to the bus. 

"Hi.." I said to Tony when I seen him sitting on the couch, once we got into the bus. He looked at me, with an emotionless face.

"Vic's in the back lounge. He needs to talk to you." He said. I nodded, walking to the back lounge of the bus. I knocked quietly and I barley heard a 'come in' from Vic. I walked in to see him sitting there, playing with his hands.He looked up and kept his eyes on me until I sat down, then he looked away. 

"Tony said you needed to talk to me." I whispered. The energy inside me has deflated. The physical pain is starting to come back to me, slowly.

"How're you feeling?" He asked me. Why is he asking me? I should be asking him how he is.

"That doesn't matter. How're you feeling?" I asked, inching closer to him. His eyes are red and puffy, indicating he's been crying. He stayed quiet for a while but then he spoke.

"I don't know.." He whispered. A single tear slid from his eye, down his check, and fell off his jaw. My heart broke for him into a million pieces. Vic crying is something no one should ever see, because he's a good guy. He's always happy, and can lighten the mood in any situation. I know he's not the type of person to show any other emotion in front of just anyone and if he does, it means he's really hurting. 

"He was there for me, when you wasn't. I thought you didn't care about me.. I thought I was nothing to you."

"Vic.. I wanted to be there for you." I cried, "But I couldn't. He would have hurt my family more and I.. I couldn't handle that." My family means so much to me, because they were always good to me. My mom and dad were always working, but they were there for me when I needed them. They never abandoned me or my sister.

"I know, but I needed you Kells. Why weren't you there?!" He was to the point to where he's now sobbing into my shirt. My heart broke all over again. If this was anyone else he was crying to, they would think he's being selfish, but sometimes, you get to be selfish. It's your life and if you're always putting other people before you, then you're always going to be scared when you start to think about yourself. I know he doesn't actually blame me for not being there. So that makes things a little better on my part. 

"Vic. Look at me." I demanded. He looked at me with sad eyes, which made me more confident with what I said next. 

"I swear to you, that I will always be here. I'm never going to stop caring about you... I love you, Vic." I wiped his tears from his eyes, and lightly brushed my thumb against his cheek. We started into each other's eyes before he spoke.

"I love you too, Kells." He slowly leaned in and my breathing hitched. My heart was caught in my throat.. but none the less, I found myself filling the empty space between us. Our lips touched and butterflies erupted in my stomach. His lips moved perfectly against my own. They were soft, just like they were back in high school. He pulled back a few seconds later, making me pout. He's been gone for so long, that the kiss just wasn't long enough to make up for lost time. But, I ignored that feeling because I figured he needed some rest. He looks like he hasn't slept in days. 

"Lay with me?" He asked. I nodded my head, laying down next to him. The couch was very small, which gave me all the more reason to be as close to him as possible. Sooner than later I felt my eye lids grow heavy, and I found myself falling asleep, happy, for the first time in a really long time.