21. Terrified

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It was night. It was fine. The little noises were simply that. But I was terrified.

It was raining, only fueling my panic. It felt like I was breathing through a filter.

Thunder. I curled up in my blankets at the sound. It felt like people were watching me from outside the blanket and I couldn't stop the fear.

Panting. I started panting. The rain continued to fall and every little noise terrified me. I felt like I'd cry. What the hell is going on?

Vic. I needed Vic. But I didn't want to bother him, and this probably wasn't that big of a deal. What if I calmed down by the time he responded, if he responded at all?

I texted him anyways. Still panting and under my covers.

'Hey, you up?'

He didn't answer for awhile. At least, I thought. What was simply a couple minutes felt like ten.

'What are you doing up so late? You woke me up'

'i'm sorry, go back to sleep'

'No, what's wrong?'

Was I that see through now?

'i'm scared'

'Why?'

'noises are loud, thunder, scared, late, dark, panting'

He called me a second later. The loud noise made me jump and hold back tears.

"Hello?" I asked. My voice was quiet, tired and breathless.

"Where are you right now?" Vic's voice was soft. An immediate calm down.

"My room. Can you.. Can you just.. sing to me maybe? Or ramble, I just wanna hear your voice."

"Um, okay." He paused for a moment, and I began to think he hung up or something until he started speaking again.

"She paints in grey, and she closes her eyes. Till the fireworks and palm trees almost look alike. She looks up to me and whispers, I won't be here in a year.' So I take the long road to think and wonder why, I can't sleep with all this sunlight. If there's still evidence of us, why can't that be enough?"

Vic's soft voice slowly calmed me down as he continued the song. Unfortunately, I didn't get to hear the rest. I'd fallen asleep once he got to the second verse.

~_~_~_~

The next day, Friday, I went to Vic's after the long, torturous school day.

"Hey Kellin," Vic greeted me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "Hi."

"Come on, let's sit down." Originally, he planned to sit on the chair opposite of me, but instead I pulled him on the couch beside me. What can I say? I was in desperate need of his cuddles.

Sighing, Vic complied in wrapping his arms around my waist and holding me against his chest. I giggled in triumph and traced shapes along his chest.

"So, what do you wanna talk about?" Vic murmured.

"How beautiful you are," I whispered, kissing his chin.

"How about last night? You seemed really scared." Vic brought his hand up and put a strand of hair behind my ear. I blushed and looked away from his gaze.

"It was nothing. Just some noises. I was panicking over nothing," I muttered.

"Was that all? Is there something else you wanna tell me-"

"Vic, it's as simple as that. It was late, I was on edge. It was thundering and noises were coming.. I got scared. It's okay."

Vic sighed but didn't touch on the subject further. "So how've you been the past few days?"

I pursed my lips. "Fine."

"Care to elaborate?"

"I went out drinking with the guys, um, and-"

"You went out drinking?" Vic cut me off.

"Uh, yeah," I nodded. "You know I drink, Vic."

"You still shouldn't. That's dangerous and you're only a teen."

"You don't have to worry so much," I murmured angrily.

"It's hard not to when it comes to you. I care about you so much baby." He cupped my face in his hands and looked down at me.

"Hmph." I pouted against his hold while he squished my cheeks. I squealed, trying to get out. "Meanie!" I said, althought it was distorted. "Stop ittt!"

Vic chuckled and pulled his hands away. Immediately I grabbed his face and started playing with his cheeks. He didn't whine or try to stop me, only looked down at me with a soft, caring look. I stopped messing with his face and blushed.

Vic pulled me into his arms again, my face pressed against his chest. I was fine with staying like that my entire life. He was warm, and safe, and all I needed.

~_~_~_~

i need to get up
ive been in bed for an hour

if u fall aslepe at 4 and wake up at... 10? how much sleep- okay

wlel anywhrore i cant type for shit and im cold so sksksks

wuv u

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