Spoiled | Kellic

Chapter 13

KELLINS POV:

I walked into the halls of school like i own the place. I don't know why but today, I was filled with confidence and happiness. Vic trailed behind me quietly as I greeted many people he wasn't acquainted with.

"Vic, don't be so shy," I encouraged him but he shook his head with a small smile.

"Being around a lot of people, isn't my thing," he stated and I nodded.

I shrugged it off and carry on to class. My first period class was with Vic and luckily, he sat next to me. I hated this class.

Math.

I hated the teacher especially, his name was Mr. Anderson and he was the most grumpy, most annoying and rude person you'll ever meet. He'll always find something, anything to dislike you for. He hated me because I violated dress code and partied a whole bunch.

He just doesn't understand the concept of fun.

"Hello Mr. Quinn," he rolled his eyes, "And good morning Vic."

He seemed to love Vic which caused his hatred for me to dial down. I could see why all the teachers and staff love Vic, he's respectful and listens no matter what. And he takes responsibility for what he does. Hes the perfect student.

I took my seat, in the front of the class. I didn't have my notebook, or my bag at all. I was so distracted that I actually forgot it at home.

"Kellin, open up your notebook,"the teacher told me.

"I forgot my bag at home," I stated.

"Well then, thats a zero for today. I knew you weren't the brightest but forgetting your bookbag? really?" he asked.

"Oh shut the fuck up," I spat.

"Who do you think you're talking to young man?" he asked, earning some 'ooos' from other students.

"Who else would I be talking to you fucking grumpy piece of shit," I got up from my seat.

He got up in my face and I glared at him.

"Kellin, its not worth it. C'mon," Vic tugged at my shirt.

I ignored him and waited for Mr. Anderson to say something.

"And this Kellin, is why you're failing in life," he said plainly.

"Don't talk about my life. I control it, not you," I growled.

"Kellin, you can't even control yourself. You cant control your own emotions. You sent a poor boy to the hosp-"

And with that I pushed him, "Dont ever fucking speak about my past. You dont know shit."

"Kellin!" Vic shouted at me but I didn't care.

VICS POV:

I ran out the class, searching for Jenna, Justin or Jack. I didn't know what classes they had. I remember them saying something about having... ELA? Yes! It was ELA, they have it all together.

I rushed to the classroom and found them sitting down, goofing off.

"Guys! Kellins going off on the teacher and he looks really mad. Hurry!" I shouted and they all rushed from their seats.

They ran ahead of me, going into the classroom. I then saw Kellin being dragged out by Justin while struggling to get out, but Jack was helping.

Kellin's hands were covered in blood, the red substance getting all over his baby blue shirt.

I peaked into the class to see what happened. Everyone was standing on the other side of the room, Mr. Anderson looked as if his life flashed before his eyes and there was glass all over thr floor. Jenna was cleaning it up while the student cautiously started to move back to their seats.

"Kellin, calm the fuck down!" I heard Justin shout at him, and I returned by focus to them.

"That fucker, I'm gonna fuck him up!" Kellin growled, causing me to jump.

Kellin saw me and something changed. His eyes no longer had a fiery look and he stopped trying to struggle. He tried to get up, and they let him.

"Vic," he came closer but I flinched away, "Vic, c'mon."

"Why did you do that? It wasn't worth breaking a glass and petrifing him!" I shouted and he glared at me.

"You know damn well that I hate when people talk about my past, and you know I cant control my anger," he told me.

"Yes Kellin! But you cannot just go around doing shit like this! This stuff can get you put into a juvenile detention system!" I said the obvious.

"You know what. Just stop," he told me, "Just shut the fuck up and leave me alone. I thought you'd be someone to understand but apparently you dont fucking understand the consequences of having a fucking mental illness!"

"I didn't mean it li-"

"I don't care what you meant Vic! A mental illness isnt something I can fucking control! There's something wrong happening in my brain and it makes me do things I dont want to!" He shouted.

"Im sorry," I apologized quietly.

"Look, Im sorry that I get mad easily. And Im sorry I yelled at you it's just..." he looked like he regretted it very much, "I can't control anything anymore."

"Kells," I held back my tears.

I hated seeing him like this. More than anything. He had so much regret and guilt in his eyes. I know he hated being weak, it was his least favorite thing. But sometimes it good, maybe not in his eyes... But it is.

"Kellin Quinn Boswick!" The principle called.

Kellin went along, Justin and Jack going with him to keep a watch on him. Jenna came out the class and looked at me with hurt eyes.

"Im sorry you had to experience this first hand, it's not pleasant when Kellin gets like this," she sighed and I nodded.

"I'm gonna go wait in the office for him," I stated and she nodded.

She went back to class while I took my time getting to the office.

This day took one... awful turn for the worst...