This is him , Isn't it ?
But I don't get it . None of this made sense , not even one bit. How could he still be here ? As much as I really want to believe that this is the same boy I fell in love with 16years ago. I just can't. And eventhough a huge part of me just wants to follow my heart and conceal him in the comfort of my arms , the logical part of me thinks that if I do so , I might earn a painful hand print on the side of my face, for this certainly isn't Vic.
Sure , he looks exactly like the 18 year old Vic when I last saw him . Still young and tiny with his hair grew out a tad longer and his skin tone a shade lighter. And yes , they share the same voice , the same look in their eyes and everything. If I stare into his eyes long enough I'd almost believe that Vic had never left and that the person infront of me is infact him.
But it is impossible .
I saw his heart rate gone flat on the heart monitor . I saw him being whisked away on the bed with the cheap hospital blanket pulled over his head . They even held a funeral for him for christ sake. Sure , I didn't attend it because I was too heartbroken at the time but my mother did attend it and surely if he's -let's say , not actually deceased , I would be the first to be informed.
So I have come out with a simple explanation.
The boy sitting on the examination chair infront of my very eyes , is not Vic , but obviously a doppelgänger.
With that simple problem being clarrified out I pushed all thoughts of him, with a 0.05 percent out of a hundread of him being Vic, to the the back of my head and considered this matter done with and to never be brought out or thought about ever again. I have come to far out to go back to hiding in my shell, mourning my lost.
" Could you roll your pants up ? " I asked . I needed to see his fractured leg, not anything else.
" That's odd . " I look at his leg to the x-ray , and back to his leg. According to the x-ray , I was expecting something out of place and maybe even disfigured but looking at his actual leg now , it seems completely normal .
" Is something wrong doctor ? " The boy- I don't even know what his name was , questioned .
" No, actually, nothing seems wrong " I said , referring to his leg and maybe being a little sarcastic about this whole situation.
" I'm sorry what did you say you're name was ? " I asked . It's only formal that the doctor knows who his patient is and alright fine , maybe I am a little curious to what his name is.
" Oh I thought you knew " he said shyly, putting his hand over his cheek that was turning pinkish in colour .
" Hi Kellin , Yes , It's me . Vic " He stretched his hand out for me to shake.
The only thing I remembered happening next is feeling my back hit against something hard and that was it. Everything turned black.
*
" He's waking up ! " I heard a very excited voice speaking bouncing on top of me .
I opened my eyes , letting it adjust to the brightness of the room and when it finally did , the first thing I saw was " Vic's " face just a couple inches infront of mine. He was starring at me very intently with a huge grin over his face .
"Welcome back Kells ! " He cheered , clapping his hands softly .
Oh no, I thought I was dreaming.
I sat up properly making him fall onto my lap . I put my hands on his waist and lifted him so that he was no longer sitting on my lap but next to me.
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what you didn't know ➽ Kellic
Romance[Book 1 ] kellin is the rich boy with the world at his feet . Boys wanted to be like him, girls wanted to be with him. He was definately the Regina George of Mission Bay high minus the pink. Vic on the other hand is the poor boy with a secret. He's...