Who Will Fix Me Now? (Kellic)

Chapter 2

*Three months ago (age 17)*

"Come the fuck back, Kellin!" Jim yelled after me as I ran out of the house. As if he didn't know that I wasn't going to listen to him. I rolled my eyes and continued down the road. I needed to calm down so I headed over to Vic and I's secret place. I expected him to be there and I was right.

I saw him laying under the tree, looking up at the sky. He had one arm under his head and the other one was holding his cigarette. I walked up to him and sat down, leaning against the tree. Vic took a drag and moved so his head was resting on my lap. He then looked at me and frowned.

"Again?" He asked softly, refering to the damage Jim had done to my face. I just shrugged it off, though. He then turned his head, breaking the eye contact between us and looking up at the sky again. I took a strand of Vic's hair and began playing with it. I liked to do that a lot, it calmed me down.

"It kind of became a routine, I guess; I come home from school, he arrives from his work and beats me. He doesn't really need an excuse to do it anymore." I said. Vic only nodded, already knowing about all this stuff.

"At least it wasn't so bad this time." I stated, recalling the time he beat me up so bad I couldn't get up from my bed the rest of the night. He was clever about it though, the bruises were never on any visible places of my body so nobody can see what actually goes on in our household.

"Just imagine life without our families. It would be just you and me, Kellin and Vic against the world. We would have our own island where only us two could live with a bunch of cool animals...such as llamas. Man, that would be awesome." He exclaimed and I laughed at his stupidity even though the thought seemed more than appealing to me.

"Everything would be much easier." I agreed. I then motioned for Vic to move his head so I could lay down as well. We both lay on our backs, staring at the sky.

"That one looks like a dragon." I shouted, pointing to a cloud. Vic, though, only shook his head.

"Bullshit, it's a damn mermaid." He argued, exhaling cigarette smoke. I rolled my eyes at him and moved onto my stomach, turning my head to the side so I could still see Vic.

You can't really blame me, even though I hated that he was destroying himself, I couldn't help but love the way he smoked his cigarettes. I, however, didn't know what I found so interesting about it. Maybe it was the way his face looked when he smoked. He always seemed more alive. It was like it brought him joy and happiness when nothing else could.

I studied his face, taking in all his flaws and perfection. I loved everything about him. I loved his brown eyes, I loved his breath that smelled of cigarettes, I loved his smile, I loved the fact that I always knew he was listening to me even though he wasn't saying anything...I loved him. He didn't know, though. I've had a crush on him for a few months, but I'd never had the guts to tell him, I was afraid that it might ruin our friendship.

He threw away the cigarette and looked at me, sending me a small smile. He then rolled onto his side and stared back at me. His hair began falling into his face and I chuckled at him as he frustratedly tried to make them stay in place. He muttered 'damn it' under his breath and then moved closer to my body so our faces were just a few inches away from each other. He placed his hand over my arm and I pulled it out from under my head. He then grabbed my hand with his and laced our fingers together, softly running his thumb over mine. I blushed and smiled at him shyly. He smiled back and closed his eyes, still holding my hand.

I liked it when he was being affectionate. I couldn't even think about my life without Vic. He was everything I had in the world and I hated that his parents treated him the way they did, it wasn't fair just like Jim's behaviour wasn't fair towards me.

"Vic?" I asked softly.

"Yes?" He said without opening his eyes.

"What if it's not getting any better than this? I don't wanna live like this." I said, feeling the tears coming. His eyes suddenly opened and he stopped smoothing my hand. His face held a sad expression and I could tell his eyes were getting wet as well. He dropped my hand and moved closer to me. He embraced me in his arms and whispered softly into my ear.

"It will get better, trust me. We'll get through this, okay?" He asked and I nodded my head, hugging him back.

*Present day*

"So I understand that you and Vic were really close, correct?" Doctor Fish asked, pushing his glasses higher as he looked at me. I nodded, tugging on the sleeves of my hoodie.

"Yeah, he's the only friend I've loved this much, you know? He means the world to me." I smiled softly at the thought of Vic.

"And why you don't see each other anymore?" He questioned, kind of surprising me.

"W-well, things got a bit more difficult." I admitted, looking down at my lap.

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