A Whole New World (Kellic) - boyxboy

XXV

"Vic, no." I giggle pushing him away.

"Let me kiss you." he pouts.

"No, I'm trying to draw." I huff.

"You've been trying to draw for ten minutes and there's nothing on the paper." he points out.

I look down at my blank paper and pout.

"I don't know what to draw." I whine.

Vic's face suddenly shows that he's had an idea.

"I have a solution to all of our problems." he beams.

He pulls out his phone and does something on it before he extends his arm and I realize the camera is open.

Vic grabs my chin, grinning as he pushes his lips to mine. I kiss him back and he grabs the back of my neck firmly holding me in place. I hear the camera shutter go off and Vic pulls away.

He stares at me for a second, just smiling to himself before he let's go of me. He looks at the photo and smiles.

"Draw that." he chirps, handing me the phone.

I look at the photo of us kissing and cant help but to smile.

"Mama's taking me to therapy so I'll see you later." he chirps. "Have that done by the time I get back, I want to see it."

"Okay." I grin. "I love you."

"I love you too." he kisses my cheek then leaves the room.

I smile to myself as I draw, copying the photograph.

I'm really glad that Vic's going to therapy. I don't know it's it's helping but I hope it is. Vic doesn't like to talk about it. But he's seems a lot better.

I draw for hours until it's finished and I'm happy with it. My gosh we are adorable. I start missing Vic and wonder when he's going to come back.

I close my sketchbook and stuff it under my bed before I bounce off downstairs. I don't find Mama inside but then I see her through the window, watering her garden.

I head outside and she puts down her watering can when she sees me.

"What do you need Kell?" she asks.

"I was wondering when Vic was going to be home?" I ask hopefully.

"I don't know, honey. He said he was going on a date with Nicole after his appointment." she says and my stomach drops.

"Oh." I whisper sadly.

Why would Vic go on a date with Nicole and why would he keep this from me?

"After Papa has finished making dinner, we want to talk to you about something." Mama says softly and I nod although I have no idea why they want to talk to me.

I look around the garden and at the white rose bush Mama was watering.

"Your flowers are very pretty, Mama." I tell her in awe.

She gestures for me to come closer to her so I do and she takes my hand.

She squats down so I do the same and she points to a plague. It says "Michael Christopher Fuentes; we may have only held you in our arms for a moment but we will hold you in our hearts forever."

"Do you know what a white rose means, Kell?" she asks and I shake my head. "A white rose is a symbol of purity and innocence."

"Who is Michael, Mama?" I ask softly.

"He's my son." she whispers back. "Mike was stillborn. Do you know what that means?"

I shake my head once again.