November Skies (Kellic + MPreg)

Chapter 5

Vic's POV

After the whole ordeal with Kellin I decided to disappear well more like I got baker acted for self-harm after. I've been in for two weeks, they won't let me go even though I'm 18 and can technically sign myself out but my bitch mother said to them I'm mentally unstable. So what it's not like she cares about my well being she just wants me gone out of her fucking life. The nurse calls for me and I go to her. "Your getting released today Fuentes, get you stuff together and we have someone picking you up." She says, signing papers.

"Who's picking me up and who signed me out?" I ask as she looks up at me.

"Some college colleague of yours, he said he was a friend though." She says, taking me to the huge mental double doors and takes me to check out. "His name is Kellin Quinn."

I sigh and groan. Why him of all people how does he even fucking know I'm here, did my mom tell him or Mike, fuck my life. She checks me out and I see Kellin in a waiting chair looking pretty pissed, as I hold my brown paper bag. "God damn it Vic you landed here of all places I thought you died." He hugs me and I step back in surprise. He guides me out the building and to the familiar rose red family van of his.

"Why did you bring the van and not your car?" I ask confused.

"I thought you would like a familiar environment for you to go back in." He says with a slight grin on his face.

"How did you find where I was who told you?" I ask frantically.

"You have a brother and he told me after seeing that picture of me on your wall, which you didn't have permission to take of me. God it creeped me out to know you have that." He says opening the door as I get in and he gets in on the driver side. I looks down and blush staring at my feet.

"Sorry for taking that picture and sorry for raping you two weeks ago." I say in a soft voice, moving to stare out the window. "Shouldn't you hate me for raping you?"

"Naw honestly I'm glad, Hayley annoyed the fuck out of me anyway. You helped me get out of a relationship I didn't like." He says as he drives down the highway toward what I assume is his house.

"Oh.... I hope I didn't hurt you all that bad though I went rough." I rebuttal his comment.

"It hurt at first but pain turned into pleasure so I don't mind, even though your kinda um big." He whispers as his cheeks tinge a pink color. He pulls into the drive way of an unfamiliar house and I look at him with confusion. "Anyways this is my house, I live alone, my parents died in a car accident a few months ago so yeah house to myself."

I give him an I'm sorry look and look up at the house. "Why didn't you just take me home?" I ask.

"Well the nurse said that your parents didn't want to come get you because they didn't care so I decided, eh why not let him live with me." He answers me calmly. "Besides I was getting lonely living here alone."

"Why would you want me to live with you, I'm a fag you'll just get ridiculed for knowing me." I get out and walk up to the door behind Kellin. He wants me of all people to live with him, ugh I can't even though, he's so hot and smart. I raped him though I should be turned in.

"Stop talking allowed when it was consensual in the end I wanted you so bad." He chuckles and goes inside letting me follow. My stuff already there ready to be unpacked.

"When did my shit get here?" I ask looking through it.

"Your parents dropped it off when I said I'd let you live with me." Kellin opened them and took stuff that belonged down stairs, downstairs. He finds the pictures, "at least you got my good side." I chuckle at his reaction and he throws out the photo and I run to get it out.

"Hey this is my favorite photo of you." I shoot him a glare and brush it off.

"You don't need that if you have the real one in the same house living with you." He sighs and takes it from me.

"But it's a good photo it took forever for you to stand still for me to get it." I say shyly and rub my thumbs together.

"You're not keeping it." He tares it in half and trows it away and I fall to my knees, crying. "Oh my god your got to be kidding me your crying over a damn fucking poster."

"Shut up you don't understand!" I scream at him and run out the door. He chases me close after. He doesn't understand that picture meant everything to me that it kept me going insane, he would never understand that. Kellin catches up to me and hug me tight as I cry hard.

"Why are you so attached to that poster." I shake my head and get up.

"You wouldn't fucking care why." I snap back at him. He sighs and takes me back to his house.

"I actually care for once you know, maybe I won't understand at first but eventually I will understand." He says calmly sitting me on the couch.

"I've been tormented all my life by my family and peers, even by you yet I liked you, I've had a crush on you since middle school eighth grade year. I've had that picture since ninth grade, you were on your way to gym class I believe and you stood still for just a minute to talk to Matty and I finally got the photo I took it to Walgreen's and had it enlarged into a poster that I've had on my wall to keep me from committing suicide. I'd tell myself everyday that one day I'm gonna get you in my arms holding me telling me its OK." I start to cry and curl into a ball as he wraps his arms around me.

"Its gonna be okay." He whispers in my ear softly.