Trust \\ KELLIC

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Vic'S POV:

I was gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles had turned white. I was still fuming as I got closer and closer to Cashby's bar. I didn't even know if Craig would be there, but I figured I could at least ask Austin if he knows him and where he lives. I didn't know what I was going to do if I did find him though. I was having an internal struggle. On the one hand I knew going after Craig would end badly for the both of us, on the other hand I wanted to murder Craig. The rage had taken over and right now there was no going back.

I was almost there and I was starting to get anxious, but then something went wrong with my car. It just started slowing down and then just stopped. I looked at the fuel gauge to see the tank was empty.

"You've got to be kidding me," I mumbled. It didn't make any sense. I always make sure I have plenty of gas. "Fuck!"

I tried starting the car again but nothing was working so I got out, slammed the door behind me and started walking. I was set on finding Craig, so a broken car wasn't going to stop me finding him. I walked in the direction of the town with the thoughts of what I was going to do to him filling my mind. I wanted him to suffer. I wanted to kill him. Don't think there was anything that could stop me from hurting him. I was out for blood.

I wasn't walking for very long when I noticed a bright light coming from behind me. I turned around and saw a car coming towards me. I didn't need a ride. I wasn't that far away so I turned back around and kept walking. The light got brighter, but I didn't think much of it until I heard a car horn. I turned around to see the car had stopped and someone get out. The lights were too bright so I couldn't see anything.

"I'm not hitch-hiking, but thanks anyway," I said and turned back around to start walking again. I didn't get far though because the next thing I know I'm blacking out.

When I came to the first thing I noticed was the throbbing pain in the back of my head. I groaned, feeling like I was about to be sick. What had happened? Once I got over the initial confusion I went into survival mode and realized the situation I was in. I was sitting on a chair, my legs tied to it and my hands tied behind my back. I looked around the dimly lit room. There was clutter everywhere, maybe I was in a basement? There was someone else in the room though and my eyes narrowed in a glare the second I saw him. Kellin's father was sitting straight across from me, smirking.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Revenge. That's what's going on," he said in a calm voice. I tried pulling at the ropes around my wrist but they were tied too tightly. I glared at the man in front of me again.

"How did you even find me?" I asked through gritted teeth. I was walking along the side of the road in the middle of nowhere. I can't believe it was just a coincidence that he found me

"I've had people watching you for weeks, Vic. I was just waiting for an opportune moment to strike," he said, smirking once more. I watched as he took his phone out of his pocket, but after seeing it properly I noticed it was my phone, "Let's call Kellin, shall we?"

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Kellin'S POV:

I kept telling Beau to drive faster, but no matter how fast over the speed limit he went, it would never be enough. I needed to get to Vic and I needed to get to him now. Who knows the things that my father could do to him or has already done to him. All of this is my fault! I was the one to get back into contact with my dad even though Vic told me not to. I brought him back into our lives and now the man I'm in love with is in serious danger. I'm just so unbelievably scared for him. I don't know what I'd do if I lost him.

"What's the plan?" Beau asked me when we got back to town. I thought about it. My dad said to come alone so that means I can't bring Beau in there with me. On the other hand it was too risky to not go in there without Beau. I don't stand a chance against my father. I felt so lost and confused. I had no idea what was going to happen but I had a feeling that whatever it was, it was going to be bad.