kiss me like you mean it k.q/v.f

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warning: mentions of abuse.

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"kellin, care to explain why you haven't been in class these last couple of days?" mr. biersack asked with a smirk, knowing kellin would tell him the truth. kellin always told the truth, he was a teacher's pet.

mr. biersack, or andy, was a cool teacher. he was always down with the kids, and let everyone get away with whatever they wanted. but sometimes he had a bad temper, especially when kids ditch his class. this was one of those times.

"well, andy, i was busy getting fucked by my boyfriend." kellin responded, looking mr. biersack square in the eye. everyone was in such a state of shock, they just stared at mr. biersack, whose mouth was wide open in surprise.

kellin, as we all know, is one of the most respectful guys you'll ever meet. with outstanding grades and manner, you'd never expect this from him. but last night, kellin's mom beat him so bad he could barely walk, resulting in him limping to all his classes while the 4 mexican boys shared knowing glances.

so, as anyone else would be, kellin was beyond pissed off. he hated his mom, and he hated that his ribs felt like they were on fire. oh, and his left hand was broken, curtesy of his loving mother.

"k-kellin! you can't say that!" mr. biersack yelled, making kellin clench his hands in anger, but that resulted in kellin getting frustrated  because his hand was fucking broken.

kellin waved him off with his casted hand, grabbing his bookbag and getting up with a limp. 

"i'll save you the trouble of calling the principal, how about i just limp my ass down there for you?" kellin asked, quickly but carefully walking out of the classroom and slamming the door.

immediately, kellin received texts from mike, tony, and jaime.

jaime: wtf was that? what did u tell biersack? 

tony: is it true, kell? u told biersack vic fucked u???

kellin: yeah

mike: word travels fast, alysha heard abt it & shes home

tony has left the chat.

jaime: why did the idiot turtle leave?

mike: idk, im so confused. ill talk to tony, kell talk to vic before he has an aneurysm

kellin: sure thing mikey

vic: kell meet me in the u.s history classroom.

kellin: mhm

kellin put away his phone, closing the group chat, and skipped going to the principal's office. who had time for that? certainly not kellin, he had to meet his fake boyfriend in a history classroom.

if you had told kellin that he'd be ditching class to see his fake boyfriend a couple of weeks later, he would've laughed in your face.

the tall boy limped to the classroom and set his book bag down, closing the door behind him as he saw vic.

"you okay?" vic questioned as he noticed kellin's bandaged arm. vic hadn't noticed it this morning because kellin was wearing a long sleeved shirt.

kellin nodded and closed his eyes, beyond stressed out.

"i fell down the stairs." kellin said quickly, going to reach for vic's hand but his hand and ribs hurt too much so he let it rest by his side again.