And Now I'm Nothing → Kellic

Mama Points

- Kellin's P.O.V - 

I hope my mom leaves Vic and I to cut the lettuce, that way I can 'accidentally' cut him. Wouldn't be much of a problem, although I doubt my mom would appreciate a bloody teenager on her kitchen floor- but hey, there's a first time for everything, huh? 

"You two head on upstairs while I sort dinner out," my mother exclaimed cheerfully. Probably a bit over joyed that I've brought someone other than Tay over. 

I gave her a look, "Mom you never cook by yourself," I deadpanned, remembering the time she almost burned down the house. Two thousand eleven was a bad year for us all...I mean, juggling between terrible meals, and stupid haircuts, oh and that time I almost got hit by a car! Nothing too exciting...

She scoffed, "I can handle it," the challenging look on her face let me know she wasn't going to let me help, no matter how much I begged, "Now go on, show him all of your dolls!" she exclaimed. 

"Action figures!" I yelled, huffing in annoyance. I turned to Vic- an amused expression plastered onto his face, "I will pee on everything you love, if you touch anything in there, got it?" I threatened, looking him directly in the eye. 

He nodded, an eyebrow raised, "Just as long as I don't find any dildos..." he muttered under his breath. 

I rolled my eyes, flinging the door open, then stepping inside first, "Nothing too exciting," I shrugged, waiting for him to walk in so I can shut the door. 

"I'm impressed," he nodded to himself, "I honestly expected Twilight posters all over your room," he laughed, loudly. 

I frowned, "I'm not that gay," I gasped into my hand, "Do I come off as that gay?" I asked in a hushed tone. 

He chuckled to himself, "Only when you're being the queen of sass," he paused, "No, but really. Why are you such an ass?" he asked bluntly. 

"I'm not an ass," I defended myself, "I just don't tolerate people like you." I added, sitting on the edge of my bed, my feet not quite reaching the ground yet- not even in this position. It looked awkward. 

"People like me?" he asked, looking surprised at my response. I nodded, "What exactly do you mean by that?" he asked- yet another question, staring at me intently. 

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at him, settling for just letting out a sigh, "You're a dick." I stated the obvious. 

"I'm a dick?" he repeated, looking impressed, "Tell me Kellin, how would you know I'm a dick if you've never actually given me a chance?" he laughed. 

I jutted out my bottom lip, "You just are, okay!" I shouted, probably sounding more stupid than I had anticipated, "You walk around the school thinking you're all cool, when you and your friends just look like a bunch of- a bunch of- idiots," I threw my hand up to add more emphasis. 

Vic sat down on the floor in front of me, "It's not our fault most of the school enjoys our presence," he shrugged, a smirk on his face. 

I scoffed, mimicking what he'd just said, "Oh, tell your ego to calm the fuck down- the only reason they like you is because you're so easy!" I retorted, making a face at him. 

"What do you mean I'm easy?" he gave me a shocked look, as if no one has ever told him that before. 

"You know what I mean," I nodded, "You'd let anyone into your pants! You've practically fooled around with every girl in the school, so now you're feeding on me! Like, ew, no thank you- I'd rather not get and STD," I waved him off, being my over-dramatic self. 

He looked at me with wide eyes, "Kellin!" he brought a hand up to his chest, "You must know I get tested every week!" he inhaled deeply. 

"You're not funny," I accused, keeping myself from snickering.