UnLoved

Chapter 22. Brother From a no Longer Mother

"So, you have a brother or sister?" Vic asked he sat on my bed. I nodded and continued to get a suitcase out of my closet. "How do you know they weren't trying to adopt a kid?"

"I already thought of that so I looked deeper and found that my mom was eighteen and and my dad was eighteen. The child was a boy and they were looking for parents for him. But it looks like the parents flaked and the kid was put in foster care. I called the home he was put in and they said he left the second he was eighteen and his name was Killian. None of the people from the home tried to contact him since then and he didn't have any friends or anything that they knew of." I sighed sadly as I started scooping my clothes out of my drawers and into my suitcase. "I'm not coming back here. Ever." I grabbed the last of my clothes and my bag of toiletries and threw in a few photos and my laptop before zipping up the suitcase and slinging my backpack over my shoulder.

"And you don't have to, you can live with me and my dad now. I already told him about your aunt and stuff and he said he'd love to have to come stay with us for as long as you want or need. And he's sorry about your aunt." Vic snaked his hands around my waist and pulled me into a kiss. "I love you." He murmurs against my lips. I smiled and kissed him again, just slow and sweetly. His tongue grazed my bottom lip and I pulled away.

"We have to go, I don't want to risk my aunt coming back and having to face her. As cowardly as that sounds." I pecked his lips quickly once more and hurried out of my room and down the stairs.

Vic stopped his truck on the side of a deserted road and I looked over to him, "What?"

"I just wanted to talk." He mumbled, "Can you please, stop hanging around Oliver?" His eyes were fixated on his lap, "It's just that-"

But before he could finish I replied, "Okay. I see how much it means to you, and if it's that problematic and cause this big off a riff in our relationship I will stop. And I'm sorry I didn't sooner Vic." I was even surprised at mg sudden change of heart.

He leaned over the center console and threw his arms around me. "I know it's going to be hard but you don't know how much it means to me. I just can't lose you too Kellin."

"Okay, okay. I'm not just going to completely cut him off though, I'm going to tell him I'm not going to hang around him any more or be his friend."

"Of course, yeah. Let's go home then Kells." He smiled. I liked the thought that me and Vic had a home together. It was our home, we lived together and we loved each other.

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Vic sighed as he fell back onto his bed and I laughed as I closed his door, flicking the lock subconsciously. "What?" He pouted as he lifted his head slightly, "We've had a long day, I'm tired."

I smirked and crawled on top of him. I pecked his lips propped myself up on my elbows. "Maybe I can wake you up."

He rolled his eyes and pushed me off of him as he rolled over. "I'm sleepy Kellin." He whined.

"Yeah well I'm-"

"Grumpy?" He laughed and crawled up to the pillows before laying on his back and dropping his head to his pillow.

I rolled my eyes and chuckled as I scooted up beside him and cuddled into him. "You're the grumpy one Vic, won't even kiss your own boyfriend." I poured slightly.

He chuckled and leant his head down a bit to meet my lips with his. He bit my bottom lip and pulled away as I tried to slip my tongue past his soft lips. "There, now can I take a little nap and then we can get up in a few hours and have supper? I didn't sleep last night."

"Why?" I asked sleepily realizing I didn't sleep either and I definitely could use the rest.

"Nothing." He sighed, "I, I was just worried." He mumbled quietly.