The Babysitter ✯ Kellic

Chapter Sixteen

Christmas morning: the day many kids dream of waking up to. Because, Christmas is an important holiday to some people, and a gift extravaganza for kids. Except, I had to miss that holiday this year in order to pack boxes. Not like I mind too much, Christmas never really was one of the more important holidays to me. In fact, I'm not very big on any holiday.

So, when Vic woke me up as if it was Christmas morning, I was slightly confused. "Wake up! Wake up! There's presents downstairs!" he says, bouncing up and down on the bed. I groan and roll over, covering my eyes with my arm. "What will it take to get Kellin Quinn up this morning?" he questions.

I open one eye and glance at him. His shoulder length hair is a mess, and he's only in his boxers. "A kiss," I say, my voice coming out croaky from the lack of water throughout the night while I was sleeping. Vic grins and crawls closer to me, sitting down next to my chest. "Right here," I say, touching my lips.

Vic lifts his body up slightly, both of his arms next to both of my shoulders. I feel my face heating up at how close his lips already are to mine. "Merry late Christmas," he whispers before gently kissing my lips. I kiss him back immediately, a part of me wishing we could do so much more than that, but the rest of me hasn't caught up to feeling like that, yet. Once we're both satisfied, he pulls away and grins.

"There's presents downstairs?" I question, confused. He nods, climbing back off the bed. "Why, exactly?" He crosses his arms and puts his weight on one hip.

"I said 'Happy late Christmas', was that enough of a hint for you?" he asks, smirking. The realization hits me and I sit up more, placing my elbows on the pillows behind me. He motions for me to leave the room and I shake my head. "Aw, come on! Come downstairs, Kellin!"

I grin, climbing out of the bed and over to Vic. He hesitates slightly before deciding on being confident and lacing his fingers with mine. "Copeland and Mike are already downstairs waiting on you," he informs me as we head towards the staircase. "There's also breakfast, but that can wait."

I smile as we reach the bottom, gazing around the living room in awe. There are presents down here, under the tree which was supposed to be taken down a few days ago. I sit down on the couch, picking Copeland up from the floor and holding her in my lap. Vic walks over and holds a bunch of wrapped boxes out to me. I shake my head, my smile fading slightly. "I didn't get you guys anything, that isn't fair," I say.

"They're presents, we don't really need to get anything in return," Mike argues. Vic nods in agreement, shoving the wrapped gifts at me again. I shake my head pushing them back away. Vic sighs angrily and places them next to me.

"So, what now? I buy you gifts and you won't accept them because you don't have anything to give in return?" Vic asks. I feel a little bit of guilt and I bite my lip. "I get that we do a lot, but, please, at least accept the damn things," he begs.

"Okay, hand them to me, please," I reply, placing Copeland on my knee and holding her in place with one hand. Vic hands me the gifts, smiling again. "You wanna unwrap some, Cope?" I ask the baby, causing her to giggle. I help her unwrap the first one and my jaw drops. "Vic, oh my God..." I whisper.

"You like it?" he asks, walking up to us. I gaze at the brand new phone, which of course had to be expensive. I nod slowly, not even sure what to say. "And, no, it didn't cost me too much. I got one for Mike first, and yours was free," Vic informs me.

Mike, standing half in the living room and half in the kitchen, holds up his phone. I look back up at Vic and thank him, and he just waves his hand as if it's nothing. "Open the next one," he urges, continuing to grin like crazy.

That pretty much summed up my morning. Vic got a few things for Copeland and I, and I still feel bad about not getting him or Mike anything. Which is why I decided I was just going to take a walk with Copeland and get away from Vic for a little while. I care about him a whole lot, but I feel like living with him and sleeping with him is more than I'd really prepared myself for.

I've actually noticed some things about Vic since we've known each other. He really cares about people - especially Mike - and he's extremely selfless. He also seems kind of moody; one second he's happy, but the next he's a completely different emotion. I don't know why he's like this, but it's kind of weird. I never asked him or Mike about it though because I feel like it could be some kind of mental issue, and asking about it could be kind of rude.

I pull my coat tighter around my torso before grabbing onto Copeland's stroller again. The park I used to go to isn't in walking distance from the new house, so I found another one to walk to. Which kind of leads me to wonder why I met Vic in the park close to my old apartment. There's no pond here, but even if there was, it would probably be frozen over by this point into the winter. Because of how cold the weather is, though, I had to make sure to put Copeland in a bunch of layers. I'm planning on leaving soon anyway, just because it's so cold.

As I head back, I pass by different people. I've always done this weird thing where I imagine the random people are in crazy situations. Or, sometimes that they have some strange life or life problems. I smile at the sight of all the different skin tones and types of clothing. Until I see an oddly familiar face, causing my jaw to drop. After that, I got out of the park as quickly as I could, before my emotions could get the best of me.