Who Will Fix Me Now? (Kellic)

Chapter 6

Hey guys, I had to change the dates in the previous chapters and displace it to two months ago because I found out that I had fucked it up. In conclusion, the story's still the same, only it's shifted to two months back if that makes sense, I don't know...sorry for the changes :(

*Present day*

"I'm glad to see you again today, Kellin." Dr. Fish said. I smiled at him slightly even though I wasn't in the mood for his unnecessary, doctorial bullshit.

"Would you like to continue talking about Vic?" He asked and I shrugged as if silently telling I didn't care. You can't blame me, it wasn't really one of my brightest days. "Alright, so last time, you said that Vic had told you he loved you, is that right?"

I nodded.

"You also said you were surprised when he had told you that. Why was that?" Fish wanted to know.

I shrugged at his question. "I don't know, I guess I wasn't really used to hearing it. The last people that had told me that were my parents just before they died."

"Oh, I see." He said, writing something down. I was always curious what he wrote there, though. Was it my words, my behaviour? I don't know and that was pissing me off. He could be drawing fucking monkeys for all I know.

"And what happened after? Did Vic's words somehow affect or even endanger your friendship?"

"Affect? No, not really, but there was indeed other stuff included and did it turn our lives over..."

*Two months ago*

I didn't know what to do with myself anymore. The school seemed far too uninteresting for me to attend, I haven't been there in maybe a month. I didn't have the energy to do anything. Vic had tried to help me but I would decline his offers every time. Just like earlier that week, he had asked me if I wanted to go for a walk and I had told him I was too tired. It had gotten to the point when he wouldn't even almost talk to me.

It wouldn't take a genius to say that I was clearly upsetting him with my behaviour, buy hey, I was upseting myself as well. My routine was practically; wake up, get angry for waking up that early, sleep, wait for Vic, sleep again, repeat. I started taking advantage of being able to sleep ever since my sleep pattern had gotten better. My demeanor was rather rude towards Vic but the amount of douchebaggery inside me didn't really let me do anything about it.

Talking about Vic, he had came home an hour ago just to throw his bag on the floor and leave again. Not even a single 'hi' was spoken as he left. It made me wonder where did he go and I came up with two options; either it was his parents' house or his drug dealer. I wouldn't have been surprised with neither of those aforementioned options. Just then I heard footsteps at the door and second later, Vic appeared at the door, bursting in. I sat up and looked at him.

"Hey, where were you?" I tried my luck but the thing was, I wasn't a lucky guy, never had been. He didn't even give me the satisfaction of answering my question, he just shrugged and walked up the stairs. I let out a sigh as a sound of door slamming close flooded through the house. I pulled my knees to my chest and rested my head on top of them.

I never wanted to be so cold towards Vic, I just couldn't help it. I felt really bad for him, I was acting like a total idiot. He didn't deserve that, especially when he was nothing but nice and caring towards me.

I had to apologize to him and I had to do it as soon as possible so I stood up from the couch, immediately sitting back down. My head started hurting and the room was spinning. It was probably because I hadn't gotten up from that couch in while. I quickly recovered and headed up the stairs. I was preparing myself for the worst because quite honestly, Vic had never distanced himself from me that much. The way upstairs seemed longer than usually. There was only one door closed, the bathroom door, so I stepped closer to it and knocked twice.

"Vic?" I asked. I moved my ear closer to the door in a non-stalkerish way but couldn't hear anything so I tried the doorknob and since it was unlocked, I walked in. Just as I expected, Vic was there, he was sitting on the floor and leaning against one of the walls. His head shot up as he heard that the door has been closed. It was quite disturbing, even scary, seeing him like that, his eyes were wide and so was his smile. I frowned at his weird behaviour and kneeled beside him.

He seemed pretty serious, that was though, just until he began laughing. "You look funny." He said. He almost fell to his side if I hadn't caught him. It really made me wonder what was going on with him and question his sanity.

"Vic, what hap..." And then I saw. That one thing that had taken over his mind. There was a sack filled with white powder lying on the opposite side of him. I suddenly felt even worse than before because I had realised that he only took drugs when he was angry at his parents and even then, I've never seen him so out of the place like in that moment. So if he took the drugs because of me, he probably loathed me even more than I had thought.

"I'm sorry, Vic, I'm so fucking sorry." I whispered as a tear rolled down my cheek. Vic had his head in my lap and was frowning as he studied his hands, most likely completely uninterested in my words.

"Look at my hand, why is it purple? I don't like purple, why can't it be green? I want a green hand!" He yelled, startling me. Then he laughed again as if he was insane. I had never dealt with him in that state and therefore I had no clue what to do so I just smoothed his hair softly until he calmed down. I think he had fallen asleep for a while as well and when he woke up he kind of blinked couple of times as if taking in the surroundings.

"Kells?" He asked as he noticed me. "Why are you crying?" Of fucking course, of all the other things, he had to notice the tears on my cheeks.

"Oh, it's nothing." I said, brushing the tears away with my hand. He sat up and ran his hand through his hair.

"I didn't hurt you or something, did I?" He asked. My eyes widened and I quickly shook my head.

"No, of course not. I was just having a weak moment is all." I told him, smiling slightly. He nodded and we just kind of sat there, not saying anything. I wondered if I should get up and leave because I felt rather unwanted at that moment. Eventually though, I spoke up again.

"I'm sorry, Vic. I didn't mean to act the way I did, I was an asshole." I tried to apologize but he only shook his head.

"It's alright, really. I understand that you had a hard time after what had happened. It's all fine, trust me." He said and I nodded. "But if you really feel that bad, you can make it better by watching the stars with me tonight." He smirked and I chuckled.

"Alright, if it'll make you happy." And so we got up, Vic made us dinner and after that, we went outside and sat on the stairs just like last time.

"That one is named Kellin from now." He said as he pointed to the sky.

"Which one?" I wanted to know.

"The brightest one." He told me and I looked at him. He grinned, showing all his teeth which made me laugh.

"I haven't heard your laugh in a while. I like it." He winked. I looked at the ground and smiled to myself. He was making me blush so hard it wasn't even funny. It really wasn't, I hated blushing, especially in front of him.

"Yeah, well, yours isn't that horrible either." I said, sending him a smirk.

"Oh, is that so?" He raised his eyebrow, moving closer to me. I could practically feel his body heat on my skin. He looked directly into my eyes and I suddenly didn't feel that confident.

"Uh-huh." Was all I could say. He smiled at that and pulled me into him. He threw his arm around my shoulders and we went quiet, just staring at the sky above us. It was full moon so we could pretty clearly see everything around us. I think we spent maybe an hour by sitting there but then Vic said it was getting cold so we went inside.

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