Kellic's for Closers

June 14

WHOOOOO!!!!!~

thats the shit.

ugh. im so bored now. why is vic taking so long! why is his room so god damn empty! there must be something interesting hidden in here.

i searched under the bed, on the book shelf, in the closet, on top of the door, nothing. i open a drawer in the desk and its nothing but school supplies! god this guy is a total freak!

an entire room with absolutely no signs of hobbies, interests, or just life in general. all thats in here is empty cough medicine bottles!!

that took a lot out of me... time for another line!!

ok now i really am getting worried... what is vic doing. i leave the room and follow the sounds of running water to a door at the end of the hall. light shining from underneath, thats a good sign.

"Vic?" i knock on the door,

its faint but i hear a response, "kellin?"

"im just checking in on you, you were taking a long time," i say, feeling the most nervous ive ever been. why do i feel so damn scared. its just vic.

"oh uh sorry i can get out,"

"no-no! take your time, i was just making sure you didnt fall or something," god this is embarrassing.. he probably thinks you're so weird now. "im gonna go back into the room"

as im walking back i think i hear him say 'i love you' but it was probably the water distorting his voice.

ill just draw until he gets back, omg and i can put his weird ass room to good use. i open the drawer with the school supplies and grab a pen and some paper.

after a while of getting lost in my drawing, vic comes into the room. his hair is soaking, scratch that- his whole body is soaking. a grey towel loosely draped around his hips. god he is hot.

"what do you got there?" he asked, referring to the yellow paper in my hand.

"oh i was bored so i helped myself to some of your school supplies to draw, i hope you dont mind," the smile on his face dropped, then was back almost immediately. that was weird..

Vic's POV

The paper. the yellow stationary. does he know. he must. but why isnt he saying anything?

"why are you just standing there?" kellin chuckled

"oh right- i forgot.. boxers,,, im going to grab them now." i reach into my closet a grab what i came in here for... might as well prepare some drank too while im at it.

"SHIT!"

kellin screamed in response, "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!!??"

"IM OUT!" anxiety coursed through my body.

"OF LEAN!??"

"FUCK KELLIN, YES!" i threw the empty bottle at the wall, nearly hitting kellin in the head.

"VIC!!!" kellin broke down into sobs. i quickly rush to comfort him, but he scoots away from me. he's huddled in the corner against the bed frame, with his head down.

"kellin.." i coo, i go to wipe a tear off his chin and he lets me.

"its just,, im sorry... im so overwhelmed," he chokes out. i lift his chin so i can look into his glossy eyes.

"no, no. im sorry sweetie. i didnt mean to scare you," i put my hands on his arms, which are resting in his lap. "So never. ever. move away from me again. i love you more than anything, my eyes have been made for you! the least you could do is not treat me like I'm some piece of shit!"

his eyes widen, then suddenly tears pour out even faster. only this time, its silent. i losen the grip i didnt even know i had on his arms.

he looks down again, "im sorry vic,"

"its ok kells, just dont do it again," i pet his head. then turn away from him, my feet hanging off the bed, "im going to go to Ronnie's, you can come if you want.. but i know you dont want to, so its ok"

Kellin gives me a weak 'ok' as i put my clothes and shoes on. i say bye but never get a response back.

everything i do is for him!

but he gives me nothing!!

oh but he will see.

they'll all see.

kellin will be mine.

forever.

and hes gonna like it.

AN

oh my gosh babes vic is destroying kellin!!! ...ummm i did not mean for vic to be in the nude when kellin is crying but it just happened... thought it was funnier if i kept it that way so yeah! i made kellin and vic in the sims. also jeffree ronnie and jonny and The Drugeon. its really funny. probably gonna post pictures and recreate scenes and stuff