Can You Love Me Just A Little Bit More?((Kellic))

Chapter 1- The Test

(Kellin's POV)

"Okay Kells, I'm leaving now!" Vic yelled as I held him in a tight embrace.

"Don't go!" I whined. I really didn't want him to leave. I felt so lonely when he was gone. I had no one; I quit high school, ran away from home, and now live with my 23-year-old boyfriend.

I may be lonely at home, but when he's here, I feel like it was the best decision of my fucking life!

"Kellin, you know I have to work, and by the way I'm expecting something in the mail," he said hugging me back.

"Okay," I mumbled into his chest.

"I love you Kells, but I really have to go," his words always calmed me and I knew they were sincere. But was I sincere.

At this moment I'm making Vic believe I don't want him to leave as a part of my morning routine. I'm not saying I don't love him. But. I have something in my conscience.

"Okay Vic, I'll see you later, and don't worry about the mail." I said with a warm smile. I kissed. His cheek and watched as he walked down the hallway of the building. I sighed and missed him already.

But now, down to business!

I ran to the bathroom, I locked the door. Just in case if Vic came back. I opened the little doors under the sink. I found the plastic bag I was looking for and pulled it out. I opened the black bag and took out the two boxes.

At this point I'm sure you understand what it's for.

I haven't been feeling well.

I throw up a lot... You know, like morning sickness.

I sleep all day... Just plain old lazy!

I HAVE FUCKING CRAVINGS!

And, I'm getting fat!

I took out the packaged 'tool', and read the instructions.

Who knew piss could do so much!

I not going to describe the process but when I was done I sat down and tried having patience. I started pacing and wanted to cry.

Another symptom... I'M EMOTIONAL!

Finally it was done!

I ran to the sink where I had placed the tests. I was afraid, petrified with how the results would show up. I grabbed the instructions once more and read quickly. I looked at the tests and at the instructions. I kept looking back and forth.

Now I cant hold back my tears!

I started crying and I tried my best to wipe of the tears. What have I done?

WHAT THE FUCK AM I GOING TO DO?

What is Vic going to say? I wonder if he'll get mad at me. Or... or... If he'll leave me!

I fell to the ground in tears. I'm eighteen; I dropped out of school, and told my family off. Just so I could be in this situation ruined, with no escape. How am I supposed to handle this?

I'm pregnant, how am I supposed to take care of a baby.

I'm so scared. I don't know what to do! My mom is right; I'm just a gay fuck up. I'm sure this would really mess up Vic.

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I was sitting on the couch crying. I knew it was going to be time for me to stop. Vic was going to be home in a few hours. I hope it would take a few hours for my swollen eyes to go back to normal. I really didn't want to be a burden to Vic. He's already going though a lot just having me live here. Sometimes he comes home tired and I feel that I can't do anything for him. I feel like a burden. I know he says he loves me, but I'm sure that once I tell him, he'll only think I'm a nuisance.

Just tears and tears...

Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. I hope it wasn't anything bad. Who knows?

I ran with my feet barely touching the ground. That reminded me of how I ran over to Vic to hug him and he would always compliment my steps.

He would say, "You're an angel. Gracefully gliding through the clouds, floating to come over to my embrace." I would just giggle.

I opened the door and saw the mailman. Why would he be up here? Can't he just leave the mail in the mailbox?

"I have something here for Victor Fuentes," He said calmly.

"I can take that," It was what Vic said he receive. "Okay, if you could sign here. Just to make sure you received the package."

"Fine," I said. I took the pen he was handing to me and signed. When I was done I said bye and closed the door. I looked at the package.

It was from the nearby college.

LOS ANGELENOS COMMUNITTY COLLEGE

Below that it read, CONGRATUALATIONS!

Oh gosh! Vic had told me about this! He said he had wanted to sign up for a nearby college. Maybe he told me and I forgot! This is bad, now he's going to have to keep up with his job, his studies, and me! I'm fucked up!

I'm going to have a baby. Vic's baby. I'm going to have Vic's baby.

This baby and me will only be a burden for him.

God please bless my soul!