Chapter 9. Being Alone and Being Lonely, There's a Difference

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Vics P.O.V

I sat on the firm unfamiliar bed curled into a little ball. My knees were soaked and my arms had a death grip on them as if I let go I would fall apart. With every sob my body seemed to sake even harder, but I tried my best to stay quiet so I wouldn't disturb Kellin. I had locked my door anyways so he wouldn't just burst in on me being a disgusting overreactive mess. Meanwhile he was beautiful, his raven black hair and grey/blue eyes. And I'm in his house sobbing on his bed distraught over a promise that was broken years ago. Puffy eyed and all alone I ended up crying myself into a nightmare.

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I heard the metal knob rattle against the wooden door, along with Kellin whispering through the crack, "Vic?"
His voice was laced with worry.

"Want to talk?" He asked in the most innocent way "I'm always here for you." He peered into the room and he started to cackle evilly as his face curled into the most terrifying, sadistic, spine chilling grin I'd ever seen. But that wasn't even the worst part, he wasn't Kellin it was Kellins terrified voice but, he want scared for me, he was scared for his own life.

My father was making Kellin say those things to me, against his will, while he watched, enjoying the pain it caused me. Enjoying how my eyes changed from pools of anger to sadness as I heard the loud bang of a gun come from behind the door.

"You could've just gone to Kellin, he could've helped you, he'd never leave you right?" He laughed hysterically letting out a deep chuckle.

I cried harder as I reached into my pocket pulling out the paper jelling gave me. Messily scribbled on it was 'I'll never leave you."

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I woke up sobbing harder than I was before. I just sat there the note in hand gulping for air as hot tears burned down my cheeks. I closed my eyes remembering the incident.

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When I was little bother my parents told me they'd always be there for me and that they'd never leave me and I would alway be number one priority. That was until my mothers boyfriends came into picture and he was number one priority. I didn't get fed meals, she was never with me, not when I broke my arm jumping off the roof. Or when I attempted to hang myself only breaking the shitty beam across the roof and broke my ankle. She was never there. And even though I'm the one who left and came to live with my dad, in a way she left first, she drove me away.

My dad, well he left me when he started drinking, he's not the same person he's changed, and the good one has left me. Neither of them stayed, they both hurt me, mentally and physically. And now here's Kellin, saying he's gonna stay too. He's different, I feel so close to him no matter how short of a one we've spent together, but what if he hurts me too.

I couldn't handle that, I couldn't live with that...

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AU

Short, sorry, I just needed to explain why Vic is pushing Kellin away.

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