Skinny Latte|Kellic

Epilogue

KELLIN'S POV

The sound of ocean waves crashing against the shore was enough to send me to sleep everyday.

The air conditioning breezed cooly through the house, sending my hair gently flowing back in the artificial wind.

I took a long breath in, still customising to the San Diego beach front atmosphere.

It was different to the central city, it was more tranquil.

It was hot, very hot, but not the sort of heat you got in the city.

It was a nice temperature, a gentle heat accompanied with warm breezes.

I watched Vic on the balcony on from our bedroom.

Moving to the beachfront was the best idea we've made.

It's much more relaxing and chilled out.
It's made a large impact on Vic's songwriting.

It's a skill I didn't realise he had until recently.
He's recently got into a band, as a vocalist.

Another skill I didn't know he had.
Sometimes I feel like I don't know anything about Vic, but I guess as time goes on we will grow to know more about each other.

A few weeks ago, we came back from our honeymoon.
It was the most beautiful week of my life, we spent the holiday in Charlevoix, Canada.

We stayed in a small wooden cabin house which was located right next to a huge lake which was overlooked by huge mountains.

Each morning and evening we'd sit by the lake and watch the sun rise or set through the gap between two mountains.
We stayed up till three in the morning every day, talking about our dreams and aspirations.
We found out more about each other than we ever knew we would.

I found out that Vic went to university to do graphic design but dropped out because he wanted to focus on music, but then got side tracked and gave up for a while.

I told him all my dreams about being musician and how I never thought I'd be able to do it.

I still don't think I'll get very far with it, but I guess no one knows what the future holds.

I've made friends who were willing to start a band, Gabe agreed to drum too.
Justin is the funniest guy I know, he can make me laugh even on my worst days.
Jack is the most talented guitarist I know, he never fails to impress me.
All I need now is another guitarist.

Vic said he had a cousin who played guitar who recently quit a band called In drugs.

He sounds like a cool dude, so I might text him some time.

Everything seems to be looking up.
A few years ago I couldn't even see a future for myself, I was ill.. really ill.
Nothing was fine, nothing felt like it was worth living for.
I never thought I'd be sitting here being one of those people who patronisingly say "It'll get better."
Because, I didn't think it would.
And maybe for some people it doesn't.
Maybe they feel like they'll never get the ending they deserve.
Maybe sometimes things aren't like fairytales or romanticised movies.
My life wouldn't have been how it is now if I wasn't saved.
Without Vic I know I wouldn't be here, I owe him my life.

"Heya darling." Vic murmured, walking into our naturally lit bedroom.

"Hi Viccy." I replied, gently kissing his lips.

"You get anywhere with your song?" I asked him.
He nodded, "Yeah, you wanna hear?"

"Oh my god yes!" I squealed.
Hearing Vic's songs was always the best feeling.

He chuckled and walked over to pick his guitar up, sitting back down on the corner of our bed and taking a breath in.

I've been saving my self for you
He started,

I've been saving my self for you
I've waited my whole life for you
I've been saving myself for you

Tonight we'll be throwing a party.
Under the sunset we started to drink
A little faster now.
This celebration, so many faces.
I say the words as the moon painted us blue.

My thoughts flickered back to our outdoor wedding where we danced all evening until we were out under the moonlight.

I've been saving my self for you
I've been saving my self for you
I waited my whole life for you
Cause I've been saving myself for you.

Now hold on, this is innocent blood
All the beach boys look like sharks
Because without you nothing ever mattered,
I scream and wave my arms but you don't understand me.
Now as I watch them feed on you, it's over.
If I die, you die too.

Because I'm saving myself for you
I've been saving myself for you
I've waited my whole life for you
Cause I was saving myself for you
I just wanted one dance with you
One night under the smoke alarm

So melodramatic but it turns me on,
I close my eyes it feels just like a movie,
I'm convinced that we don't make sense
But I'd kill anyone who gets close.

Ive been saving my self for you.
I've been saving myself for you,
The sharpest thing I find for you
Cause I've been saving myself for you
I've been saving myself for you
I saved myself for you
Don't you know I'd die for you?
I saved myself for you,

Without you what's the point..?

My eyes welled up with tears as Vic lifted his guitar off his lap and looked at me with a small smile.

"Vic that was.. that was beautiful." I murmured.
"Thanks sweetheart." He whispered, pressing a kiss to my lips.

"I love you so much." I muttered, burying my face in his chest.

"I love you too." He grinned.

I think I've finally found my happy ending.

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(A/N)
Hiya peeps
Hope y'all good,
THIS STORY HAS FINALLY FINISHED!!
Woo!
I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it (well, sometimes anyway😂)
I'm currently writing a Phan called Fanboy, but in the next few days I'll publish the start a new Kellic that I'm planning so if ye want you can look out for that :))
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