if you want a major feels trip, read this while listening to "Why" by Secondhand Serenade c':
[Vic's P.O.V]
It was Monday morning, and I couldn't have dreaded the idea of school any more than I did now. Going to school would also mean facing Jaime at some point, and I just couldn't deal with it. I know he saw Kellin and I at the park on Saturday. He might not have known I knew, but I did. I hadn't even wanted to go to the park that day. It was all Kellin's idea. As was the make out session...
Anyway, Kellin practically had me trapped in a corner with no way of escaping except to fight. Not being one for violence, my options were limited. Very limited.
I had already gotten ready for school, but Kellin had decided to take all the time in the world to style his hair.
"Kellin, hurry up! We're gonna be late!" I shouted, only to be ignored. Soon enough, though, I heard Kellin shuffling down the stairs. Finally.
"Jesus, Vic, it's just school. Chill out," he reprimanded me, latching onto my arm and pulling me to my car. Kellin always made me drive, but I didn't really mind; it just gave me another reason not to talk.
We arrived at school just before the bell, so I raced in, leaving Kellin alone by the car. I wasn't going to be late again because of him. Just as the first bell rang, I burst into the building, crashing into a taller boy, knocking all the books he'd been carrying to the floor.
"Oh, shit, I'm really sorr.." I trailed off as I realized the other boy wasn't moving. I looked up, feeling his burning gaze resting on me. It was Jaime.
"Jaime, I.."
"Save it, Vic," he remarked softly, beginning to pick up his books from the floor. Despite the fact it was close to 75 degrees out, Jaime was wearing a hoodie. But as he reached for his last book, his sleeve rolled itself up his arm and I could see the real reason. The edge of a stained bandage peeked out from under his hoodie.
I stared in silence, tears pecking at my eyes. Why had he done this? Was it my fault? I assumed he noticed that I had seen, because he shook his head and started to walk away.
"Jaime, wait!" I shouted over the final bell as it screamed through the empty hallways. He continued walking, so I raced after him as fast as I could without tripping and smashing my face on the tile. When I reached him, I did something I don't think I'll ever regret. I grabbed the boy's shoulders, turned him around, his books falling once more, and pushed him up against the lockers. He seemed genuinely startled as he stared down at me, wondering what the hell I was doing.
After a few seconds of second guessing myself, I did it. I grabbed his face and crashed our lips together. That's when I felt it. The spark. That spark everyone talks about. And as I pulled away, staring at Jaime's puzzled expression, I wondered if he had felt it too.
We just stood there, staring at each other for a few minutes, before a student cleared their throat and caused the two of us to part. Jaime's face was the cutest shade of pink. But, to my dismay, that student applauded us with a slow clap, and that's when I realized the student was Kellin.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, freak?" Kellin chimed in, pushing me out of the way and standing in front of Jaime. Jaime stammered through his words, clearly still very confused.
"Kellin, stop. It wasn't Jaime's fault. I kissed him."
Kellin's eyes narrowed as he turned to me, then back to Jaime. In an instant he lifted his fist and punched Jaime straight across his face. He yelped and fell to the ground, clutching his jaw. I raced over to Kellin and pulled him up against the lockers before he had the chance to hurt Jaime again.
"Stop, Kellin! Stop this! Jaime doesn't deserve to be hurt!" I shouted as Kellin viciously kicked and clawed at me. I was much stronger than him, so I could keep him contained until Jaime could get up and get himself down to the nurse's office.
"I'll be there in a minute, Jaime," I called after him. Kellin took the opportunity to push me off him, and onto the floor.
"You're mine, Vic! Jaime doesn't deserve you!" he shouted, standing over me. I was surprised no one had heard and come out to break up the fight, but teachers here didn't pay very close attention to anything.
"No, Kellin! I don't love you anymore. You've... you've changed..." That was all I could mutter out before I picked myself up, and began walking down the hall to the clinic. Kellin just stood there, and I could feel the rage ripping through the air, clawing at my skin. But I didn't care. I was done with him. I was going to make things right again.
I walked into the clinic and went straight to the nurse.
"Where's Jaime?"
She pointed to a bed towards the back of the room, and I could see the boy's frame curled up against the wall. I slowly walked over to him, sat down and gently placed my hand on his shoulder. He jolted a bit, but rekaxed as I told him it was only me.
"I'm so sorry, Jaime.. I'm so sorry about everything. I.. I should've known what Kellin was causing you to do.."
Jaime sat up slowly and stared at my. He hadn't been hurt too bad, thanks to Kellin's lack of strength, but he'd be pretty bruised.
"It's fine," he muttered.
"No, it's not fine." I retorted. "Can I see your arm?"
Jaime was hesitant, but eventually set his wrist in my hand and rolled up his sleeve. The gauze was stained red. Tears welled up in my eyes as I strared down at it, intertwining my fingers with Jaime's.
"Don't cry, Vic." Jaime whispered. I stared up at him, a tear rolling down my cheek, and brought our lips together once more. Jaime raised his hand and placed it on my cheek as we closed our eyes. We kept the kiss short and sweet since we were in the clinic, but it was perfect nonetheless.
"Vic?" Jaime whispered as we parted. I stared into his eyes in response, still clutching his hand in mine.
"I love you."
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