Lachesism- the desire to be struck by disaster. The only emotion Vic felt.
"I wonder what would happen if this school went up in flames right now"
"I wonder what would happen if you lost the love of your life in front of your eyes"
And many more phrases like that caused Vic to lose all his friends. People found him weird. Why was he thinking and hoping for such tragedies? Hasn't he already been through enough?
Most people knew his story. Hadn't he had enough disaster in his life?
People knowing his story still doesn't stop them from making him their main target for cruel jokes, bruises, and scars.
Vic didn't let it bother him. He wanted his disaster and what happened years earlier wasn't enough.
New kids where common in his school. They either tortured him or pitied him, which he hated more than then being tormented.
But one day this new kid came in who took an interest in Vic.
He didn't pity him nor did he judge him cause he didn't know his past.
Vic didn't know what to think about this new blue eyed raven eyed boy.
Will he make sick cruel jokes or will he be pitied by him.
Deep in thought Vic didn't notice the raven haired boy come up.
"Hey"
Vic didn't hear
"I can leave if you want"
"I'm sorry what?" Vic mumbled
"Oh so you're not dead" After hearing dead Vic flinched slightly.
"I'm Kellin"
"Vic"
"So I'm new, if it isn't obvious. Would you want to show me around town sometime"
"Sure" and they exchanged numbers.
Months passed and they eventually got together and made many great memories together. Kellin never asked about the rumors he heard and Vic never wanted to speak about it. And then graduation rolled around
"Hey Vic,"
"Mhm?"
"You don't have to tell me about it but what is the tragedy everyone talks about? And why do they call you weird?"
Vic stiffened and then relaxed again. He had to find out sometime and he might as well know the whole story instead of rumors.
"About 3 years ago my family was murdered. But the thing was I didn't care. I didn't feel a thing and it was so strange. I showed up to school the next day completely normal. And then I really wanted to feel something. So I began talking about how I wanted something bad to happen.
So now most people think I'm a psychopath.
Some even want as far as to say I murdered them myself. Especially after the tragedy talk. But in reality I just wanted to feel something."
After Vic finished talking Kellin got up and left.
Vic thought this would happen.
"I love you, Kellin"
He didn't expect a response
But Kellin stopped in his tracks, turned around.
"I love you too, Vic."
And then Kellin continued to walk away. Vic knew he wouldn't come back. Kellin knew what he did. He knew his whole story even if he didn't tell the whole truth. He just knew.
That's the first time Vic felt something. A gut wrenching pain filled his entire body. His stomach clenched, his chest felt tight, his head kept spinning.
That was it. Kellin. Kellin was his disaster.
Hope you liked it. Interpret it however you want
