Identities (Kellic)

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Different p.o.v's in this chapter! I hope that doesnt bother any of you. Also, some self harm in this chapter too so skip ahead a few pages! I'm not responsible if you do anything to yourself. You have been warned.

KELLIN'S P.O.V
I sat on my bed, crying. Was Vic always that aggressive? Was he just trying to play? No, he couldnt. I know eyes filled with darkness when i see them.

Why did Vic have darkness in him? I knew there was something inside of him. I had a feeling of it. It was scary to think about. What if he isnt the person i think he is? No way. I'm thinking nonsense.

All of the memories i had blocked out flowed back into my mind from when i was still living in Michigan. The beatings, the names, the abuse.

I looked at my wrist and at the faint lines. I ran my finger down them and sighed. The blade got to me. I needed it. I needed to let go, i needed to feel the pain.

I stood up and walked to the bathroom, I grabbed a spare blade to replace my old ones in my razor and slid it sideways, deep with no mercy, making me bleed out.

I had no facial expression, just a plain face. I felt numb, inside and out. I couldnt explain the feeling. It was like feeling like as if you werent in your own body and that your brain was just controlling you, and not your true self. It made me want to lay in bed and do nothing. Not cry, not eat, not go to the bathroom. There were no words for it.

I cut dozens and dozens of times before stripping and washing myself off in the shower from all of the blood and continuing to cry more.

I loved Vic. I knew i did. I loved him ever since that first night we spent together. He meant everything to me. I know he didnt mean it, but i'm still so alarmed. And with the memories i've been blocking out slipping back in, its not fun. After two months of being clean, I had to let out my sadness somehow.

I thought about all the good, all the fun time i've had with Vic. They made me so happy. I've never loved someone like this. Just the mention of his name gave me butterflies and a feeling that was unexplainable.

I hope he felt the same way about me.

I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel from the waist down and looked at my wrist. I was ashamed. Why did i even do that to myself? Why was it worth it? Vic would be so upset if he found out.

I put on my uniform and got to work. I loved my job, i really did. Food was one of my passions. But i loved singing more. I always had and always will. I hummed to myself as i cut up some onions for a dish and dropped in into the pan with some glaze.

During my break, i went to the back and called Vic. I heard three rings before nearly ending the call.. Before he picked up.

VIC'S P.O.V

I was about to plunge the knife into my boss, Hubert, and my co-worker Jaime, before i got a call. Why now? Why couldnt it be later? But it was Kellin, and i had to answer it.

"Hey Kellin? What is it?" I said, stuffing gauzes into Hubert and Jaime's mouth.

"i- i just wanted to say i was sorry.." He said, sounding upset "I know you're not like that, i don't know what got into me.." He apologized.

I smiled. I was so scared he was going to break up with me, but he's not anymore.

"Thanks Kellin. I forgive you too. I'll call you back okay? I'm kinda busy" I spoke into the phone.

I didnt want to end the call, i wanted to keep talking to him. But i had two people tied up to a chair in front of me and i had to kill them quick.

"Oh okay. I'll call you later. Bye" He said very softly before ending the call.

I was silent. I grabbed my knife and stabbed Jaime and Hubert both repeatedly. I was shocked, and i took it out on the two of them.

I watched them both bleed out onto the plastic sheet on the ground. It was an amazing feeling, it was indescribable.

Minutes after Kellin had left, Jaime walked into my office and closed the door.

"I heard everything you know" Jaime said, sitting down on the chair in front of my desk with a smirk on his face.

"We were being so quiet until the end. You're a fucking pervert Jaime" I said, sounding aggravated. I didnt want him to be there. I was not in a good mood.

"Listen. If you let me fuck you, i wont tell Hubert. But if you don't, there will be consequences" Jaime said threateningly.

Did he really just say that? Did he really just threaten me? If only he knew who i really was, he would take it back in a heartbeat, and he would never make such an attempt like that. He might think he's stronger than me, but he's really not. He wishes.

"And there will be consequences if you don't get the fuck out of my office!" I shouted at him. If he didn't want to be dead, he needed to get out.

"Hey, hey. Easy there Tiger. Just let me fuck you and it'll all be ok. You wont loose your job and no one will have to know" He smirked and bit his lip, looking up and down my body, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Listen, Jaime. Im in a loving relationship with someone i really really like and i dont want that being ruined by someone like you. Besides, i'm a top" I said, crossing my arms.

"Thats fine. Maybe we can go the other way around then?" Jaime smirked again, smacking my ass.

I was furious. I tackled him to the ground and began throwing punched left and right to his face before i clamped my hand around his neck tightly, and looking straight into his eyes and passed them. He was scared.

"Tell anyone anything and i'll fucking kill you. Got it, fag?" I whispered viscously into his face. Jaime nodded frantically as his face was becoming purple from the lack of oxygen. He ran out once i had let him too, thank god.

I had weight lifted off my shoulders. Jaime told Hubert and i had to kill them both. I couldn't loose my job.

I cut both of them up into six pieces and put three pieces of Jaime in one bag, and the other three in another bag and did the same with Hubert. I packed up all of my knives and supplies and walked out of Hubert's office. Gathering all my things and put cleaning my face up from the blood splatters and my clothes.

I put the bags in the back of my car and got to the lake as it was pouring rain, putting the black garbage bags on my boat and dumping them off into the lake with all of the other bodies in the bottom of the deep lake as raindrops hit my body in my newly washed dark orange t-shirt and black skinny jeans.

How long would this go until i get caught? I always had a plan. I had a duffle bag physically inside the wall of my bedroom. It had 10,000 dollars in it with some clothes, and a fake passport and a fake ID matching the passport.

But Kellin would never run with me, run towards a new life. If i was ever caught, i wouldn't leave. I know i deserve death row. I would never just leave the country without Kellin. I'll get what i deserve.

That reminded me.. Did i love Kellin? I'm still stuck in that mindset of knowing i could never fall in love, but what i can say is that i have very very strong feelings for Kellin. Stronger than what i had for my brother, but that obviously wasn't romantic. Kellin is different.

I looked out onto the moon on my boat and smiled

Rain is sweet; I love Kellin.