Kellic Oneshots (BxB - DUH!!!!! XD)

And Then There Was Death

~Vic~

R.I.P: Clarissa Jane Fuentes

November 12, 1987 - June 6, 2014

I blinked back the tears and kept staring at the tombstone. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe I just lost my sister. And she was only twenty-six. . .

Another tear slid down my cheek as I felt a tiny hand being placed on my shoulder. I looked back to see Kellin.

"Baby, you know she wasn't well."

I bristled at this. "So, what? I can't be upset now?" I exploded. I knew he was only trying to help, but I was just so angry and the way he was trying to comfort me was only making things worse.

He blinked. "I'm sorry, but you know I didn't mean it like that. All I am saying is that we all knew it wouldn't be long before she left us. I'm sorry, sweetheart. It's just what it is."

He pulled me close and I struggled to get out of his arms. Once I had tired myself out and went limp against his chest, Kellin loosened his grip a bit. He placed a light kiss on my head as I gave into my tears once more.

Kellin pulled me to the waiting car and gently placed me in the passenger side. He kissed my forehead and made sure I had my seat belt buckled before he shut the door and made his way to the driver's seat.

I felt so weak. Why was it that I was the older one in our relationship yet I was being comforted by my younger lover? I felt like a small child clinging to his mother. And that was not a pleasant feeling.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"Trust me, you don't want to know what's happening in my mind right now."

"Oh." He pressed the lock button and looked over at me for a second. "Why do you say that?"

Smart man. He knew me well enough to lock the car doors. . .

"I was thinking about how pitiful I am acting. . ." I trailed off.

He slid me a look. "You know what I'm going to say about that."

Oh, boy, did I. . .

"Also, what's the real reason you're reluctant to share?"

"What do you-"

"Don't play dumb."

Damn him.

I sighed. "Fine," I huffed. "I was thinking I should have been the one who died. Clarissa was so young and so full of life, and she deserved to live longer than she did. If anything, I'm the one who doesn't deserve to be alive right now."

He slammed on the brakes and the car came to a screeching hault. Good thing we were on a deserted dirt road. . .

He swiveled around in his seat and glared at me, clenching and unclenching his jaw.

"Don't you dare ever fucking say or think that again!" He exploded.

I flinched and looked away from him.

He grabbed my chin gently and made me look at him. "Do you know how much it hurts me to know that you wish you were dead? Does our relationship mean nothing to you? Is my love not enough?" He whispered.

The tears came harder and faster then. How could he think he meant nothing to me? I all but ripped my seat belt off and launched myself at him, successfully knocking us both back into his door. He wrapped his arms around my back and I buried my face in his neck, placing soft kisses everywhere.

"Don't you dare think that!" I whispered furiously. "I'm just hurting right now. I love you and, believe me, I know how lucky I am to have a man as special as you."