I've Broken Bones For You

Chapter 13

Hi guys, I'm sorry for not updating in forever. I've been super busy with school. But hey, I've updated (even though it's pretty short) so we're all good.
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Chapter 13

Vic's P.O.V.

"Kellin, you are such an idiot." I say, looking at the mess he made in the microwave, "What did you do?"

Kellin shrugs and smiles sheepishly, "I tried heating something up and it exploded. I don't know why."

I throw my hands up in exasperation, "Did you even care to think if it was meant to be in the microwave or not?"

"Well no."

I sigh. I don't really want to get pissed off by something as little as this. Even though that was extremely idiotic and my microwave is covered everywhere by food (that I'm guessing was not supposed to be in the microwave), I can't get mad at Kellin so easily like that. It's not fair.

"We'll clean it up." I tell him, getting paper towels for the both of us.

"So you aren't pissed off?" Kellin double checks.

"Do I look pissed?"

"Weeeeell," Kellin looks me over, then says, "I don't know, maybe. You always look pissed." He grins jokingly and I flick him on the arm.

I open the microwave up again and start to clean it. Kellin joins in. I have this nice type of feeling. It's just a normal feeling, but it's still nice. Even though cleaning up a microwave isn't my cup of tea, I'm actually enjoying it. Not because I love cleaning, but because I'm close to Kellin and nothing is awkward. I feel like I could do this forever with him, even if I get sick of it and so does he, but we'd be stuck doing it. At least we'd be cleaning a microwave together.

I look at the now shiny, clean microwave and close it. I sit down at the kitchen table and I watch Kellin throw away his paper towels before he sits beside me. I lay my head on his shoulder, because it just feels right.

And just to shatter that wonderful moment of 'right', my phone rings. I sigh in annoyance, staring at it as it angrily buzzes around on the table, willing it to stop buzzing. I know it will eventually, but I don't see it stopping anytime soon, so I lean forward and pick it up. Jaime is calling.

"Hey, what's up?" I say, but I don't get a quick response. Instead there's radio silence on the other end. My heart speeds up and I know I shouldn't panic, but I am. Anything could be going on and you never know if this is actually Jaime on the other end. It could be anyone, especially considering what happened to him before.

"Jaime? Are you there?" I try to say this in a calm voice, but I can't. My voice wavers and my panic level rises even more, even though I'm trying not to make a scene.

But finally, finally, I hear this tiny voice that I know belongs to Jaime, say, "Can you come over?" He sounds so... Sad. I don't even think that's the right way to say it anyways. But now my panic level is rising.

"Yeah of course, definitely." I tell him, trying my best to conceal just how panicked I am.

"Thank you." I hear Jaime say before the line goes dead.

I get up quickly, and Kellin gives me a questioning look. I rush to put on my shoes and a hoodie, considering how it's been raining for a few days. I grab my car keys, my heart pounding in my chest, my head filled with screaming sirens. Yeah okay, I'm not doing very good at hiding my panic.

"What's going on?" Kellin asks as I open the door to leave.

"That was Jaime on the phone," I tell him, "He needs me to come over. I don't know what it's about, but I need to go."