Bite Me || Kellic

Seventeen.

I noticed that chapter sixteen has gotten pretty much fewer views and votes than fifteen, is this story becoming bad or so? Is anyone still interested in reading?

3 months later

Kellin's POV:
Six months. That's a pretty long time, and that's how long I've been pregnant now. My bump has grown a lot and is looking completely different to how it did at three months. Vic has kept being there for me and helping me with whatever I could need help with.

Now that I was only getting bigger it was more and more things. He has even started tying my shoes for me since it takes me about five minutes only to reach my own feet. So yes I feel a bit like a whale but in the end it'll be worth it. Because in only three months we will have our own family, consisting of me and Vic and our baby.

The one thing that haven't changed much during my pregnancy is my mood. It still goes up and down badly. One second I can be kissing Vic all over his face and the next I can get annoyed at him for not being kissable enough or something idiotic like that. Just like before I know I'm being super whiny, yet I can't control it.

Currently we're both sitting on the couch discussing baby names. Vic has been suggesting girl names for nearly twelve minutes. We haven't checked at any ultra sound what the sex of the baby is but we both just have a feeling it's a girl.

"How about Delilah?" Vic asks me with a sigh, he's probably tired of coming up with new suggestions.

"Nooo! She'll grow up to be a stripper" I whine, turning the name down just like I have done with all the others.

"Well so would Tiffany apparently so why don't you suggest something?!" Vic snaps at me. I know he has gotten tired of my mood before but he had never once snapped at me during these six months.

I feel tears starting to form in my eyes and it seems impossible to keep them in. I let the tears fall and sniffling sound escapes. Vic immediately turns his head back to me to look at me and I see how regret fills his eyes.

"No, baby, please don't cry-" He begins pleading with me but is stopped by another voice of a person who has joined the room, Tony.

"Vic, what did I tell you would happen if you ever made my best friends cry?" He asks. His voice is cold and for the first time ever Tony looks really pissed off.

"Um, you-I, uh.." Vic starts stumbling over his words as he sits up further on the couch, practically sitting on the backrest.

Tony walks over to us until he's standing right in front of the couch and that's when Vic jumps off the back of the couch. He lands not so gracefully but is quick to scramble up from the floor as Tony comes after him.

The two of them starts chasing each other around the living room, it's as if they're the real life Tom and Jerry or something.

This goes on for several minutes and I start feeling sick of it so with a lot of effort I get up from the couch and start walking up the stairs, this with even more effort.

I catch a glimpse of Mike entering the room wondering what the hell all the noise is about and catching Tony in his arms. And even though Mike is probably the strongest person I know even he is struggling to hold Tony back right now.

"Dude, control your boyfriend!" I hear Vic's strained voice shout.

"Um hello, comforts yours! Kellin just went upstairs crying hysterically!" I hear Mike shouting back.

Seconds later I hear quick footsteps coming upstairs, obviously belonging to Vic. I hear him calling my names and shouting apologizes but right now I just want to get away from him.