Body-Swap | kellic

If You Can't Hang

First things first I'm the realest ( oh my god I'm sorry don't kill me) but really all jokes aside this chapter is dedicated to @buddah_for_mary because her comment(s) pulled me out of writers block and a serious funk so thank you so much bas  

Met a girl stuck in her ways

She found a boy she knew she'd change

I changed my clothes, my hair, my face

To watch us go our separate ways

She said we've grown apart for some time

But then she found somebody new...

Would you please stay and come inside, baby

Would you please stay and please be mine?

{Kellin}

After the grand closer to the show there was an impromptu meet and greet. Our managers thought it would be great publicity for us to mingle with the fans that had just witnessed the performance of a lifetime. The kids were beyond ecstatic at what had just happened, hell we all were, but I could tell that Vic was beating himself up about slipping up like that.

Still, I couldn't blame him over an honest mistake. It was something I might have done.

Later, after the meet and greet, all the guys decided to have a little after party with drinks and girls and shit, but I had Cope and it was way past her bedtime. So Vic and I left together because it would be a little suspicious if "Vic" just took her.

We were in my car, Copeland was fast asleep in her car seat, and I was driving. The venue was about an hour away from home.

"I think it would be the best and safest thing for us to try to stay as close as possible until we switch back. Just in case something dramatic happens."

"Something dramatic will happen Vic, it's the two of us. Dramatic things happen when we're together," I added.

"So I'm living with you until we swap back bodies right?"

I nodded in favor of the plan. Vic was right per norm. We sat in silence humming mindlessly along to the radio.

"This has been one of the most interesting days of my life, I don't think that I would have wanted to be in anyone else's body," I sighed in contempt, putting on the brakes as we neared our exit.

"Not even Katelynne's?" he laughed. I froze up. I froze up because I really didn't love her. I froze up because I'm a coward.

"Kell?"

"What!" I snapped. The car swerved a bit. He flinched.

"Are you okay? Tell me what's going on with you and Katelynne, because every time I bring her up it's like I'm ripping off a Band-Aid."

I burst into tears.

"You know what? I'm not okay! I try to keep from even thinking about it and push those thoughts away but I can't anymore. When I'm around you, you make me rethink all the choices I've made and I hate it! You're such a killjoy! Ruining the mood with your dumb ass questions, because you know you're always right about shit."

Look at me, a grown ass man crying like his infant daughter. But these were really Vic's tears so I'm sure I still looked pretty fabulous.

"You want to know the truth? I don't love Katelynne. I mean, I guess I kind of did in the beginning, but I knew that we were just fooling around. When she got pregnant I knew I had to marry her because I wanted my future kid to not have the craptastic Dad I had. That's all I wanted but no, Katelynne actually loved me and it would break her if I up and left. So I stayed. I stay because I want to be the best Dad Copeland could ever have."