A/N: Okay, so I don't know if this might be triggering to anyone but it's just a bit violent. I'm sorry. I'm making Adam a bad guy. I love him though, shh.


Kellin's P.O.V.

After showing Victor my drawing of him, he asked if he could keep it. I, of coarse couldn't let him. I needed this to complete my drawings.

It was already 7 which meant it was time for the bell to ring soon. In another thirty minutes or so actually. Victor and I were just talking until someone came in unexpectedly, making us shoot our heads in the direction of the door. It was the camp director, Adam.

"YOU'RE HERE?! WHERE DID YOU GO?! WE THOUGHT WE LOST YOU?! WE'VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR YOU TWO! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH TROUBLE YOU'RE IN?!" Adam had no problem in yelling all his anger out at us. Victor and I looked at each other, frantically trying to look for an explanation.

"Uh, we were um..." Victor started, soon to be cut off by Adam.

"I don't want to hear it, Fuentes! You two are in big trouble!"

"No! It not his fault! It...it was me...I made him ditch with me. I just wanted to leave. Don't blame him, he just came with me to make sure I was okay..." I answered. I didn't want Victor getting in trouble. Victor looked at me with wide eyes, not saying anything.

"...well...alright. You got lucky, Fuentes. Kellin come with me, you're in trouble." Adam spoke. I got up from the bed and walked out of the cabin with Adam. I wasn't sure where we were going but he was pissed. We walked a long way, passing every cabin, finally coming to a stop at one cabin, larger then the rests, away from everyone and isolated.

"Do you know what we do here at Camp Bayshore to kids who misbehave?" Adman asked. We walked into the cabin and he locked the door. I looked around, realizing this was his cabin. There were pictures of him winning trophies and in a uniform. I rolled my eyes, totally forgetting he was talking to me.

"I am talking. Do you hear me?!" Adam screamed. I jumped up and turned to him, not expecting the venom in his voice. I was getting a little scared at this point. He sounded like my dad when he was angry...

"N-No sir. I don't know what you do." I answered.

"Well let me show you." Adam spoke with a smirk. I could barley move away before his fist was colliding with my jaw. I stumbled back, my back hitting the wall hard. I held my jaw, looking up at Adam with tears in my eyes. This was just like home. This can't be happening.

"P-Please, I'm s-sorry!" I begged. Adam laughed, holding onto my shirt and pulling me closer to him as he shook me.

"You need to learn!" Adam spit in my face. He threw another punch my way. Then another, and another; this time falling on my eye. I groaned as I felt him push me to the floor. He took no time in kicking me in the stomach. I felt blood in my mouth, I decided not to struggle. It always made dad stop when I didn't struggle, so maybe it'd work on Adam too.

I couldn't stop the tears from coming though. It just hurt so much. I was in so much pain. Adam crouched down next to me, pulled my hair so my head was up, and seethed at me.

"You tell anyone and you're dead." Adam let go of my hair, harshly dropping my head to the floor. "Now get out!"

I stumbled to my feet as quickly as I could, holding my stomach, not being able to bear the pain. I ran to my cabin. What am I gonna say when Victor sees me like this? What's he gonna say?

The pain to my face didn't even feel too bad. I was used to being punched, what did hurt was my stomach. Kicking wasn't something my dad liked to do on my stomach.

"V-Victor..." I managed to speak, falling into the cabin.

"Kellin, what happened?!" Victor came over to me as fast as he could, dropping some paper he had to the floor.

"I...nothing, so-some guy came and...and beat me up. I didn't get to see his face." I lied.

"Oh god! We need to tell the camp director!"

"No! It's okay...it's okay. I'm fine. I'm used to this kind of treatment. It's really just like being home." I slipped.

"Like being home?...wh-what?" Victor asked, taking me to my bed.

"My....my dad does this sort of thing to me all the time...I guess I'm just used to it." I sighed. Victor engulfed me in a hug, I pushed him away slightly, it hurt too much.

"Sorry...I mean we don't have ice, so..." Victor looked at my eye and slowly pressed a soft kiss on the swelling monster. I winced a little, but smiled at him when he held my hand.

"I'll give you a massage, then you can relax, yea?" Victor asked.

"You don't have to do this..." I blushed.

"I want to. Lay down." Victor spoke. I nodded and did as I was told. I moved slowly, not wanting to move too fast that it hurt again.

"You're gonna massage my belly?" I laughed.

"Yea, if it makes you feel better. I just wish you knew who did this. I swear I'd fuck them up." Victor seethed.

"Woah, chill. Why do you care so much? It's nothing that hasn't happened before..."

"Yea, well it shouldn't ever happen." Victor looked so angry. I was a little confused; he's only known me for a while, he shouldn't be too mad.

"Take your shirt off." Victor spoke. I felt heat rise to my cheeks.

"Is this your way of trying to sleep with me?" I joked. Victor laughed, then his smile tuned into a frown.

"God, you're lip is bleeding." Victor went over to the bathroom and came back out to me, pressing a wet tissue to my lips as he cleaned them gently.

"Does it hurt?" Victor asked. Our eyes were locked on each other. He hovered over me as I laid on the bed. I just wanted him to kiss me.

"N-No...it's okay." I responded.

"Okay. Here, I'll help you with your shirt..." Victor spoke. Victor lifted my shirt off trying to be as careful as he could. When he had it off he went over to his bed and took something out from his suitcase, coming back over to me.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Icy hot. It'll help. Just relax." Victor smiled down at me and squeezed some of the Icy Hot onto his hands. He rubbed his hands together and soon his hands were on my belly. Okay, now I feel a little nervous. His fucking hands are on me.

"How does it feel?" Victor asked. He pressed down a little harder, rubbing every part of my belly, slowly moving his hands to my chest. I swallowed hard and tried to contain myself. The Icy Hot was heating up quickly and it was really helping.

"G-Good." I answered. I looked up at Victor his eyes were on my exposed skin, he bit his lip and looked back up at me.

"I don't think you're up for anything today. You have to say here and rest. I'll stay with you, okay? I wanna make sure you're okay."

"Thank you..."

"No problem." Victor smiled. I just couldn't take it anymore. Not with that smile and his hands all over me. I can't.

"C-Can I kiss y-you?" I almost whispered. Victor nodded and leaned down to me. I closed the space in between us and attached my lips to his. Victors hands were no longer on my body, he held my face in his hands, gently caressing my cheeks. I tangled my fingers in his soft hair, biting on his bottom lip so he'd let my tongue in to move with his.

"Is this too much?" I asked. I don't want the incident from earlier to happen again.

"No...I just...I freaked out earlier because I thought you might...never mind." Victor sighed. He got off me and sat next to me instead. I sat up slowly and held one of his hands.

"You thought I might what?" I asked.

"Just forget it, it's dumb."

"No, Victor tell me."

"I just thought you might force me..." Victor whispered. He looked down to his lap and avoided all eye contact with me. How could he even think that?

"Victor, I'd never do anything that you wouldn't want to. Why would you think that?"

"Justin used to..." Victor choked out.

Notes

Sorry I haven't updated in a while :( I've just been really sad and stuff so I wasn't I the mood for updating. And my parents are keeping a close eye on me now for the little incident I had two days ago that ended up with me getting stitches ._. Not fun.

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