Tell Me You Love Me

Second Life

Kellin's POV~

My eyes in shock when I see vic there laying on the bed, pants pulled down, with his hand touching his "stuff". My face was turning red because you know.

"Uhm .. uh ..uh sorry" I say running out of the room and back into mike's room. "Dude you look like you just saw a ghost, I know my bathroom isn't that bad looking" mike chuckles.

I fake smile and sit next to mike on the floor.  He was still playing the game when I looked at him and smiled.

"How are you so good at these things" I say. "I don't know the game life chose me bro" mike says proudly.

"Well it didn't choose me so I quit" I said.

"Awh come on don't be a vic" mike says and my cheeks started to heat remembering the image I just saw a few minutes ago.

"Ha yeah..." I say. Mike was bought to question when his mom called us down from the hallway for dinner. I hurried a got up and motioned mike to come on. 

Vic's POV~

Ugh I could of sworn my door was locked. Out of all the people it had to be the one kid that gets on my first and last nerves. Why was he even here. I mean yeah he's adorable and all with his blueish greenish bug eyes.  And his pale skin that he somehow makes it look perfect.  Also the way his hair falls in front of his face. Yeah I know it's not a crush at all but it is a crush on his appearance, if that makes any sense.

Everyone loves mike more than me. I'm the one that "doesn't get out much" or " a people person". I may not show my emotions but fuck,  I have feelings too. I don't let people in for a reason. I don't talk to people for a reason. And I sure in hell don't like people for a reason. I'm trying to protect myself from what happened last time with him.

I hear my mom call everyone for dinner. I hear more than one footsteps so I'm assuming kellin is still here. Hell I'm definitely not going out there tonight.

I pulled out my phone to text my best friend Jaime.  I guess you can say he still likes me. Yes. I am gay. We dated. But It didn't work out. I only see him as a friend. (Sorry for all you fuenciado shippers).

I miss my friends back home. Everything was going so well. Until my dumb fuck teachers decided "it will be best if vic goes to a gifted school he really has potential". Yeah okay. My dad is working somewhere no one knows in the family. It's "private business". And my mom decide to get a job at the snobbiest rich school that I am currently attending.

I type in the keyboard "Hey" to Jaime and he replies back immediately with "viccypoo".

This is going to be one hell of a conversation.

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Kellin's POV~

The Fuentes family is amazing honestly. I wish I had parents to eat with at dinner time or even just to be in there presence.

"Mike dude your family is amazing" I say while putting my shoes on.

"What nooo never shush" he replies

"Whatever you say bro. Hey I swear I seen your dad somewhere or know him. His face looks familiar" I say searching for an answer.

"I don't know man maybe from his secretive job. Who knows. Anyways want me to drive you home "secretly"" mike say shaking the keys in front of my face.

"Nah it's fine I don't live that far but thanks." I said "okay what floats your boat get home safe and here's my number bye " mike said with a smile.

I left the house and started walking to mine.

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I arrive home and see my parents home surprisingly, but they are about to leave again I of course.

"Hey son me and your mom got called in for another meeting so I need you to you know take over". My dad says. I nod my head and they leave.

I go to the fridge and take out some fruits and pour a cups of water. I then set them up nicely on a tray ,grabbing it and heading to the basement.

I walk down stairs to the basement, turn on the lights and set the food on each of the little containers by the cages.

I look at them all and sigh heavenly as they are bare naked with no clothes. I don't like doing this but I have too it's our "family business".

I head up stairs for bed and before leaving I say "good night girls" and flicker off the light closing the door, I feel bad for all of them. But it's not my fault I was born to a family that owns a trafficking and bidding company on girls.