Stay Away From My Friends

“Ok, so what is it that you guys are keeping from me?” Vic asked once we were in his room.

“Can we watch a movie or something?” I said, trying to change the subject.

“Not until we talk.”

“Fine.” I sighed, dragging the ‘I’ in the process. “But you can’t get mad at us. Like not your brother, Jaime, Tony or myself.”

“Is it that bad?”

“Um … I’ll let you decide.” I took a deep breath. “Carol has been cheating on you with most of the guys for school and the baby she’s carrying may not even be yours.” I opened my eyes and saw Vic staring at me with a blank expression. It quickly disappeared because he was laughing. Who the fuck laughs when they’re told they’ve been cheated on. When he saw I was serious, his laughter died down.

“You’re not joking.”

“I’m sorry.” I said quietly.

“You fucking knew she was cheating on me and you didn’t tell me?” I looked down, evading his stare. “You all knew and you didn’t say anything!”

“You promised you wouldn’t get mad Vic.” I whispered.

“How long?” I looked at him with a confused expression on my face. “How long have you guys known?” shit.

“Um … since before summer break.” He grabbed his keys and walked out of his room. “Vic, where you going?” I called after him. “Vic!” I shouted when I didn’t get a response. I pulled his arm back right before he went out the door.

“Let go of me Kellin.” He said sternly. I only held on tighter. “Kellin, let go before I do something I don’t want to.” I ignored his warning and clutched on to him. Next thing I knew I was being pushed on the ground with such force, that I bounded a bit on the hardwood floor. I looked up at him with tears and fear all over my face. “Kells.” he said, taking a step towards me. I quickly scrambled up on my feet despite the pain in my back and backed away.

I ran past him and out the door within what felt like seconds. I ran and ran until I found myself in the park. I don’t know how long I sat on the swings but I felt a pair of strong arms around me and someone whisper in my ear.

“It’s ok sweetie. It wasn’t you fault. You did the right thing by telling him and stopping him from doing something even worse.” Sergio kept rubbing my back, which kind of hurt but it also felt nice.

“I should’ve just kept my mouth shut.” I cried against his shirt. He kissed the top of my head and just let me cry it out. It was extremely embarrassing but at the same time comforting. “How did you know where I was? It’s like two, school doesn’t let out for another thirty minutes.”

“I was in class with Jaime when Mike texted him that Vic told him you ran out their house crying. Jaime and I walked out of class and met up with Mike and Tony near the back exit. The three of them went to Mike’s house and I came here because this is the first place I’d expect you to be.”

“Thanks.” I mumbled.

“No problem love. Wanna tell me what happened?”

“He pushed me to the ground with such force that I bounded back a bit.” I saw anger flash through Sergio’s eyes so I hugged him. “Please don’t do anything. He warned me that if I didn’t let go, he’d do something he’d regret.”

“That’s no reason for him to hit you Kells; you could’ve gotten seriously hurt.”

“But I wasn’t so it’s fine.”

“You think its fine for someone to hit you for no fucking reason?”

“It happens all the time.”

“What?” Holy shit, holy shit, holy mother fucking shit! That was not supposed to come out.

“N-nothing.” I mumbled.

“Has Vic hit you before this?”

“No, he’s never hit me until now and even then it was my fault.”

“It wasn’t your fault babe. Now who hits you?”

“No one.”

“Babe.” He said sternly.

“Can we not talk about this? Please. I promise when I’m ready, I’ll tell you.”

“Ok.” Sergio replied uneasily. “Want me to walk you back to Mike’s house?”

“Yeah.” We got up and began walking hand in hand. “Twenty questions. What’s your favorite color?”

“Turquoise. What’s your favorite number?”

“69.” I giggle like the little immature fuck I am.

“Real classy Kellin.” Sergio replied, playfully bumping me with his hip.

“Hey, you know I’m dirty minded. You practically walked into that one.”

“I guess you’re right. Anyways, your turn.”

“Where you from?”

“I was born in in Harlem but my mom and dad are from Italy.”

“So do you the Harlem Shake and eat Spaghetti O’s?”

“No and no; way to not be so racist.”

“That’s not racist.”

“Yes it is. You assume I eat spaghetti because I’m Italian.”

“Well I’ve never met an Italian. Can’t blame me for being curious.”

“So do you have any siblings?”

“Nope, I’m an only child.”

“Lucky, I have three younger sisters and two older brothers. Did you ever think about having siblings?”

“No. I would be a dick head of a brother and my home life is not that great. Anyways.” I began, so I could change the subject. “If you could have any superpower what would it be?”

“Hmm … When I was younger, I always wanted to have X-Ray vision.”

“Oh you pervy little boy. Wanted to look through the hot Spanish teacher’s skirt and shirt?”

“How’d you know?”

“Oh my god! You’re nasty!” I giggled.

“Who’s your celebrity crush?”

“Um … I’d say … that one guy from 1-Direction.”

“There’s like a million of them.”

“The one that has black hair.”

“Zayn?”

“Yeah! How do you know?”

“Remember babe, I have three younger sisters. That’s all I hear.” He said with a breathy laugh.

“Right, sorry I forgot.”

“It’s ok. It’s not like I expect you to remember anything while I’m here.”

“You’re too conceded.”

“You like it.” By now, we reached Vic’s house. The usual ten-minute walk turned into thirty. “Want me to take you inside or …” he drifted off.

“Can I go by myself? I need to be a grown up and sort it out.”

“Of course babe.”

“Can I get a kiss?” I asked with a pair of puppy eyes and a pout.

“Why?” he murmured against my lips.

“We both know how you love kissing me. Stop stalling and do it.” He placed his lips against mine. The taste of chocolate and mint filled my mouth as well as his tongue. When we pulled apart, I felt my cheeks heat up and I bit my lip.

“I’ll talk to you later?” all I could do was nod. “Are you ok?”

“I think your kissing made me a bit dizzy.”

“Then, I’ll just have to cut you back won’t I?” he replied smugly.

“Do that and I’ll have you dick plastered on my wall.”

“Ok, fine. Now go inside babe. I’ll call you later ok?”

“Kay, night.”

“Night love.” With one last peck, I went inside Vic’s house and came face to face with three unamused Mexicans.

“Um … hey?”

“So while we’re trying to calm my brother down, you’re out there making out with some guy?” Mike said angrily.

“You guys saw that?” I asked quietly.

“Yeah. What the fuck is wrong with you Kellin?” I just looked at the floor and stayed quiet. “I want you to climb those stairs right now young man and go talk with Vic. And give me your phone.” I handed Mike my phone and climb up the stairs. Right before I was about to knock, the door opened and reveled a very depressing looking Vic.

“I’m so sorry Kells.” he said as lunged himself at me. “I’m sorry I hurt you. Please forgive me?” he cried into my shirt. I unwrapped his arms from around me and led him in his room.

“Lay down.” He laid on his bed and I followed him. I ran my fingers through his hair and a content sigh left his lips. “Are you ok?”

“I should be the one asking you that. I’m really sorry I pushed you Kells. I didn’t mean to. I was just so mad. I felt hurt and betrayed. I know that’s not an excuse but I truly am sorry. I never meant to hurt you.”

“It’s ok Vic. I know you were mad. It’s my fault. I should’ve never told you and I should’ve let go when you told me to.”

“No Kellin. Stop saying it’s your fault. It’s not your fault. You did the right thing; you stopped me from doing anything stupid. I’m glad you told me but I wish you would’ve told me sooner.”

“So we’re good then?” I asked hopefully.

“Yeah, we’re good.” He said with a smile. A little yawn emerged from his mouth, making him look like a puppy.

“Aw! You’re so cute when you yawn!” I squealed.

“Shush Kells, don’t tell me that.” He whined. I saw Vic’s eye getting droopy as he cuddled into my side.

“Is someone getting sleepy?” I asked quietly.

“Yeah.” He mumbled. “It’s been a long day.”

“Ok then, I’ll go downstairs ok?”

“No, sleep with me. Please?” he jutted his lower lip out a bit and widens his eyes. I couldn’t say no to that face.

“Ok, fine. I’ll stay but let me take my pants off. Sleeping with jeans isn’t fun.” I stood up and dropped my pants, making sure my boxers didn’t fall with them too. I heard Vic gasp a bit and when I looked down, my scars were very much noticeable.

“Kellin … do you … do you cut yourself?” why me?

Notes

I know it's a lot of dialog but it's really a filler &' yes, another cliff hanger, though I guess it really isn't