The Story Of Us ▸▸ Kellic

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"I swear to god if this is some plot to kill me." I joked to Vic. No, I couldn't see him, I had a blindfold on. All I know is I came over to his house, we got in his car where he cut off my vision, and now he's driving.

"Funny." He replied with a scoff. "But no, this isn't going to be your death. It's going to be the best date of your life." He added on, a hint of satisfaction within his words. He was being full of himself. I bet he was smirking right now. A smile spread across my face.

"Well it better be or we're done being friends." I decided to reply with as a joke. The whole time I pretended I wasn't very excited for tonight, but now that's it happening I'm practically jumping in my seat. I'm so impatient, but I have a feeling this is going to be worth waiting for.  "Is it a dinner date?" I guessed again pathetically.

"I'll give you this much; You aren't going to be able to guess it, and it doesn't involve food."

"Viiiiic." I whined. "Where are we going at ten p.m? A movie?!" I thought I got it, but I heard him snicker which crushed my hopes. "How long till we're there?"

"Shh, Jesus you're talkative. I'll have to duct tape your mouth shut on the next date." He replied with, making my heart flutter. We hadn't even had our first date, but he was hoping to go on another? I didn't know how to feel, so I kept quiet. I heard the radio turn up after my silence. I hummed along to the songs I knew until Vic spoke again.

"Okay, we're getting close. It's almost eleven."

"An hour drive?" I questioned. It hadn't felt like an hour had gone by.

"Yup." He retaliated before turning the radio up again. My mind wandered. Where the helll was he taking me? I couldn't stand it. I had to know. I reached up and started to untie the bandana around my eyes. There was a jerk of the car. Vic slammed on the breaks. Immediately, I flinched and pulled away, resting my hands on the dashboard.

"What the hell?!" I yelled at Vic as everything went silent.

"Don't untie your blindfold." He ordered.

"You fucking gave me a heart attack to tell me not to untie my bandana?" My brain connected how many questions I was asking him.

"Mhm, now don't do it again." With a huff I nodded, not really knowing if he saw it or not. Blackness was all I could see. It started to mess with my head a little. I'm glad we're almost there. Once again, the radio was blasted, and this time neither of us talked, nor did I attempt to remove the blindfold. I listened intently to not only the music, but also to sounds outside of the car. It was difficult to hear anything besides the music, but I could tell we were on a back road of some sort. It was bumpy, and I could hair the tires scratching against gravel.

"Country life, huh?" I joked.

"Once again, no." I laughed at his response. The car started to slow down before we came to an entire stop. I gnawed on my lip in anticipation and excitement. "Stay here." He ordered before I heard his door open, seconds later slamming shut. I rubbed my hands together because of the breeze that flew through the car. It was cold as fuck out tonight, it's a good thing I brought a jacket. 

My door opened, exposing me to the cold again. I felt Vic's hand grip my arm, letting me know I needed to unbuckle and step out. His grip helped me get out of the car without smacking my head on the roof or anything like that. "Can I take this off?" I pleaded. Vic chuckled again.

"One more minute," He responded with, shutting the car door. His grip was back, making me walk this time. The sudden fear of tripping and falling bubbled up in my stomach, so I clung onto Vic's arm a little tighter. I was trusting him, and I couldn't decide if that was good or not.