Don't Hurt Me, Just Hold Me (kellic)

•8• I'm trustworthy

I didn't think I was going to do anything on Sunday. I didn't move an inch on Saturday. So I assumed I would just lay on my bed all day and think about how stupid I am.

That was before I heard the door bell ring throughout the house. I heard the door open by my mother and speaking but I didn't bother checking who had come over. I suspected it was one of the friendly neighbors that won't ever leave us alone.

But when I heard footsteps coming towards my door. I flipped my body away from the door and pretended to be sound asleep. But, of course, it didn't freaking work!

"Kellin, honey, I need you to get up," my mother whispered as she sat on my bed. I would just keep pretending to sleep. Then she would go away.

I lightly snored and made sure I didn't release a peep from my mouth. But when my mom kissed my cheek, I smiled. I FREAKING SMILED.

She looked at me with a devilish smile once I opened my eyes and she start to tickle me ferociously. I screamed and squealed in my bed trying to wack her hands away from my sides and ears.

It was the most creepiest thing when suddenly I heard a deep voice chuckle. I stopped laughing and looked past my mom to see who was at my bedroom door. It was Vic.

I could see his face go from delighted to sad when he saw me. I must've had a weird expression on my face, probably telling him o was horrified to see him. But I truly wasn't. I was surprised he was here.

I had tried so many times to talk to him. All of those times he rejected me and pushed me away when all I wanted to know what was going on. Then he just prances over at my house and... I don't even know. I have no idea why he is even here.

I stood up, my face showing that I was getting a little mad. I didn't want to scare him away if he was going to give me answers though.

"Mrs. Quinn," Vic asked, "will you please let us talk in private?"

"Oh! Yes, yes. I'm so glad Kellin has made some new friends!" she cheered gleefully. Well until I mumbled, "yeah, a friend," in a very sarcastic tone.

My mom gave me that "mother look" of hers but left us alone, shutting my bedroom door behind her.

I couldn't even look at Vic without wanting to slap him. But I wouldn't and I couldn't. He was already in pain and I was afraid he would slap me ten times harder. I just was pissed at him.

"Why are you here?" I asked, purposely glossing my words with annoyance.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you...," he quietly said under his breath.

"Sure." Another sarcastic response from me.

"Hey, I said I was sorry. I couldn't just have told you right then and there at my fucking house! He could've heard everything! Then you know what would have happened, since you think you fucking care about me? I would've been beaten into a pulp. And I wouldn't go through that bullshit just to tell you what's wrong with my personal life. So don't you get pissed at me! Okay, I thought all night long, thinking if I should tell you." Vic took a big huff of air in and then sighed.

That left me unresponsive. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't just say something sarcastic to him in this serious moment.

"Okay, okay!" Kellin decided to start his own apology. "I didn't mean to be annoying and a jerk but I just want to know."

"I should fucking smack you... But I didn't come here for more of this bullshit." Vic closed his eyes and sighed heavily. But it was suddenly interrupted by a ring coming from his pocket.

"Shit," he muttered under his breath when he saw who was calling. "I gotta go!"

"But you were going to freaking tell me!" I whined.

"I changed my mind. I'm not going to tell you. You have to prove it to me that I can trust you," Vic explained making me roll my eyes. I thought I was going to get a freaking explanation this time!

"Oh, come on Vic," I whined and pushed him further. Just freaking tell me! I'm trustworthy!

"I said I have to go! Until I'm ready to let you know, and I think you can keep a secret, shut up about it. I don't want to hear about you "caring for me" or you trying to find my phone number," he said eyeing me like my mother did before she left the room. How did he know about me trying to find his number?

I rose my hands in the air in surrender with another roll of my eyes. "Fine."

He left my bedroom and slumped back to my loving territory of a million blankets and pillows. It was my favorite spot whenever I was stressed or mad. Just before I went to take a nap, I snapped up, an idea seeping in my thoughts.

I needed to take my mind off of things. And what was a better way to hanging out with one of my friends? Not Mike though... He's not an option under the circumstances I'm in.

So I called Austin. He's a fun guy. Maybe he'll make me forget everything that is going on.

As my phone rang, waiting for him to answer, I hummed a new song I was working on. Then when his muffled voice answered the phone, I stopped.

"Whatcha want?" Austin said before I heard blankets move around and him let out a struggled sigh as if he was stretching. He must've been asleep like I was going to. Well now he's not gonna.

"I'm going to come over. Text me the address," I demanded, getting done with all of the bull crap of being let down.

"Who's that?" I heard a voice say that was not Austin's but it was familiar.

"Uh-um Kellin, I don't think I can hang out...."

"No! Come on, please. I'm really sad and stressed and need things taken off of my mind. Please!" I whined once more. God I must be so annoying.

"Fine but you owe me a favor, you little shit," Austin said with a sigh.

I heard shuffling through the phone before I accepted the deal. Then I said bye to Austin as I put on some deodorant. I wanted to look decent and not a bum so I decided cleaned myself up.

I thought his was a good idea. I had been worrying all about Vic for the past three days when it really wasn't worth it. He probably would never tell me. How the heck was I supposed to get him to trust me? Well, now I change my mind on caring for him.

After I changed my dirty shirt, I started to walk to Austin's house with my GPS on. I accidentally typed in the wrong address at first and moaned in stress when it was a thirty minute walk. But when I rechecked his text with his address put in it, I realized I entered it in wrong. It was only about a ten minute walk, thank god.

When I arrived though, just before I knocked on the front door, surprisingly Alan came out and had a shocked look on his face. I was confused. Was that why Austin didn't want me over?

"Uh, um. Hi Kellin... I got to go," Alan mumbled quickly before sprinting to his car and driving off.

Why the frick did Austin not want me here? It was just Alan... So why couldn't I come over and be with both of them?

God I wanted some freaking answers about now! Everything was so confusing! I was done with it.

Austin peered through the front door with a guilty expression plastered on his face. "Hello Kellin..."

"Explain, now. Please."

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