Hurt (Kellic) ON HOLD

Stay

can't promise that things won't be broken, but i swear that i will never leave (please stay forever with me)

(Vic's POV)

Kellin and I are walking to my house, after me insisting that he come with me. It's strangely peaceful, like the calm in the midst of the storm. The sky is grey and the wind is chilling, making me shiver in my sweater.

I look over at Kellin, he's shaking in his shirt, hands shoved in his pockets, probably because of the cold. I take off my sweater and offer it to Kellin. He smiles weakly, slipping off his backpack and putting the sweater on.

"It was supposed to be warm out." I offer lamely, trying to spring up any conversation.

"Yeah, it was."

It falls silent again, not a comfortable silence though. It felt increasingly awkward, as if with each steppe take it becomes more and more uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry." I toss out, not really even knowing where it was coming from, mainly desperate to here his voice.

"For what?"

"For telling the guidance councillor, I was just scared. I didn't know what else to do."

"I know." He whispers, barely audible but there. "I knew I'd end up alone eventually."

I look over at him, I try not to pity him, but it's hard. Here is a boy who is convinced no one wants him, and other that me, I don't even know if anyone does. I bite my lip to stop myself from saying something stupid, I know no matter what dumb shit I tell him he won't believe me.

"Sorry," he says, laughing sadly. "That was fucking angsty."

I smile sadly, suddenly aware of how fucking cold I was without my jacket. But honestly he has went through a lot and he looks adorable in my sweater so I ignore how miserable the weather is.

"We're here." I say, opening the door for him, thankful for the warm heat of my house.

"Thank you." Kellin mumbles, following me into my room. "It's nice in here."

"I'd hope so," I say. "It's my room."

He smiles, somehow looking cute with the forming bruise on his face.

"A fat lip suits you."

"What?" He asks, making me blush, this is why you are supposed to think about what you say before you speak.

"Um, well." I stutter, feeling embarrassed. "I don't know, you look kinda cute."

"Oh." He breathes and I blush more, I don't know what I'm saying, somehow I've lost all control of my brain and I just say whatever pops in my head now.

(Kellin's POV)

Vic excuses himself to use the washroom and I'm sat in his room dumbfounded.

Why would Vic tell me I'm cute? Why would he lie to me like that?

I start to spiral slightly, my brain running wild with all the worst possibilities that could happen from this situation.

He's just using me. He's going to hit me too. He wants something. He just pities me. He wants to make fun of me.

"Are you okay?" I hear, breaking me from my thoughts.

I realize that I'm in tears and I'm shaking slightly, I feel even more stupid than before.

"I," I start, words not forming in my brain. "I'm sorry."

"No, don't be sorry." He says, walking over to me, crouching down and grasping my hands. "I understand a lot is happening right now."

I nod, hands shaking slightly in his, I'm suddenly aware about what's happening, and I feel ill. I'm not supposed to hold anyone's hands but Daniel's. Breathing suddenly becomes harder, and soon the room becomes less and less focused in my vision.

"Hey," I hear Vic say, it sounds kind of far away, even though I know he's right in front of me. "You need to breathe."

No fucking shit, I internally say, but I obey, trying to get a breath in and out. Soon I'm starting to calm down, and despite the dizzy feeling in my head, I feel okay.

"Sorry."

"No it's okay," he says, squeezing my hands. I take a deep breath in, ignoring the fact we are holding hands. "What's wrong?"

"I'm just overwhelmed." I admit, not really wanting to talk about it. "I get that I'm not with Daniel now, but i still feel weird doing the things he wouldn't want me to do."

"Like what?" He asks, looking genuinely confused, as if everything I've done today wasn't extremely wrong to do for someone in a relationship.

"You know, I'm here, with another guy."

"There's nothing wrong with hanging out with your friends when you are in a relationship."

"Daniel didn't like me having friends." I say, confused about what he's saying. "I didn't need anyone but him."

"Did he have other friends?"

"Yes," I say, realizing what Vic is doing. "But, that doesn't matter."

"That doesn't make sense Kellin, that's abusive behaviour."

"Oh."

"It's okay, don't worry, I can help you try to learn how good life can be." He says, and this time I squeeze his hands back, ignoring how wrong it feels. "Stay the night?"

"Okay."