My teachers lover (kellic)

I heard sobs from the living room. I immediately stood up from my bed and went downstairs. I knew that Kellin had gone to that party. I didn't want him to because I knew that it wasn't really his thing, plus the people it was being thrown by. Believe it or not, I used to be just like Andy in high school. Picking on the little kid and making them feel bad just because I was insecure. But I never wanted to feel that way again. That constant guilt never felt good.
I walked down the stairs and saw Kellin standing there, soaking wet. He was crying a lot and he looked completely broken. "kells?" I asked. He looked up at me and cried more. What happened? "why don't we get you cleaned up, okay?" he nodded as I held his hand all the way there.
Once we made it to the bathroom I helped him on the sink as I started to wash his face. "baby we need to take off your shirt." I said. He shook his head no. "why not?" I asked. "because I um can't right now," he said. "and why is that?" I asked with a raised eye brow.
"I can't okay?" he asked. I shook my head and removed his shirt anyway. "Kellin..." I gasped. I saw hundreds of scars and burn marks. I knew that he cut but I never knew that he burned too. "why..." I asked. He looked down as more tears fell from his eyes.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. But I really would like to know," I said hoping he would say something. But he didn't. He sat there. I was fine with it. I just wanted to know why such a beautiful creature like himself would do that, he didn't need to now,
I finished cleaning him up and walked him to my room.

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