7: Vic

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It would all end. But not before he had kissed Kellin. He wanted to go without a trace, but now the younger man was there anyway... When their lips touched, nothing else mattered but them. It was strange for Vic, who always believed himself to be straight but realized that he could never have felt so perfect. They were pieces of a puzzle, but one of the pieces was too close to the candles.

He was desperate to make the moment last, but not nearly as desperate as Kellin. Kellin pulled his hands from Vic's grasp, wrapping his arms around the shorter boy. His hair, though usually neat and extremely well cared for, was ruffled.

Eventually, however, Vic pulled back. "I'll miss you," he whispered. Kellin's eyes widened and he held Vic tighter.

"You don't have to go," he pleaded, "don't go." Vic shook his head.

"I have to. I can't do this anymore..," he spoke, gently removing Kellin's arms from his waist.

"I love you." The words tasted strange, said to Kellin, but correct. With that, he pushed against the fence and let gravity take him along. It was his decision.

"I'm better off dead, anyway," he said right before the drop.

"Vic!" cried Kellin, but Vic already focused on his thoughts. The fall was so short. He hit the ground and blacked out with Kellin and their heated kiss still on his mind.

Yes I know it's short I wanted this from Vic's POV but it wasn't like there was a lot to write and I must keep my dignity for if my mother ever checks in. So no in-depth kissing...for now at least

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