Warnings: None, (I think, message me if you think I should add one)
Vic's POV:
April 1st 2013, the day the world came to recognize the face of Vic Fuentes. The day my name became known all across the world, and wherever I'd go someone would follow me. That day, five years ago, when I was only seventeen years old, the world came to know me as a true hero.
I saved the life of an innocent civilian who had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, leading to his life being in danger. That's when I risked mine for him, and became a hero. I became a hero for saving Kellin Quinn's life, and it was such an ironic situation it's rather mad to be honest.
I'm not actually a hero, I'm a villain. I'm evil, and enjoy hurting others, and I have been this way since the day I was born. My parents were the same, villains, back when they were alive. But that was so long ago I can barely remember them. For most of my life, it's just been me and my brother Mike. We've been the only people to stay with each other, and while growing up we never found anyone else that was crazy enough to want to be with us as well.
I've always been evil, I've always been mean. I was the kid bully in kindergarten, and all throughout my school years. I was the kind of friend who'd ditch you as soon as you came too close. If we dated I'd break up with you over the smallest thing, or you'd break up with me after realizing I had been unfaithful since the moment we met.
I loved my life as bad. I didn't want to be good. I didn't want to care about others or treat them with respect. It was never a thought that even entered my mind, up until I met Kellin.
Why is he here, why right now? He's not supposed to be so, this isn't one of the times where someone is supposed to die.
Mike and I are spending our Friday night committing a bad crime. It wouldn't be a good Friday night otherwise. We had planted a small bomb at the high school building, just for the fun of it. No one is going to be there, and it's only the ugly building that will be destroyed. Most students will probably just be glad they won't have to go to school for a while.
But now, the plan is about to be ruined. Some young man, who must be a student here, just entered the building. He must have had a key or something, and I have no idea what he's going to do, or how long he's going to stay. In just five minutes the bomb on one floor will detonate, ruining parts of the building and most likely create a smaller fire. Then five minutes after that, the next one will go off.
But he wasn't supposed to be killed in there. He's not supposed to be here at all. For the first time in my life, I'm actually feeling worried about something. Someone, even.
More time than I had realized must have been spent pondering about this as suddenly the first bomb we've planted blows up with a loud bang echoing, followed by a high scream heard from the building. Crap..
I know I won't have anymore time to wait if I actually want him to get out of there, because soon the second bomb will go off and he'll die in there. I don't know why the thought affects me so much, it's not like it would be the first death I'm responsible for. Although, it would be the first death of an innocent I'm responsible for.
Fuck it, I think before jogging up to the building. I hear Mike shouting behind me, saying that I'm crazy and wondering what the hell I think I'm doing. I don't have a good answer really, for some reason I just feel that I have to go in there and save him.
I could tell almost where the scream came from, and I know I have to hurry because I'm pretty sure he's close to where the fire has broken out. I realize I'm right as I finally spot him in the school's library, passed out on the floor. Smoke is starting to spread in here, so yeah, the fire is getting closer.
Just as I pull the stranger up from the floor and pick him up in my arms, I hear the sirens outside, crap..
Mike will probably have heard them too, so if I know my brother right, he's already long gone now, running home again to not get caught. I carry the stranger out of the building, being met with police cars, ambulances and fire trucks as I come out.
A bunch of staff rush up to us as soon as they spot me and the boy in my arms. They take him away from me, putting him on a stretcher before rushing him into an ambulance. I'm asked by another man to join him in the other ambulance that is here. I try to tell him I'm not hurt, but he's even more stubborn than me, continuing to tell me they just have to do a check up on me to see that I'm really not.
The next day, my face is all over the newspapers. The front page on all of them are covered by a picture of me carrying the stranger who's name I've learned is Kellin, out of the burning building. The headlines all read something about me being a hero of some sort, that I had saved the guy's life. If only they knew I also was the one who almost killed him, I wonder what they'd say then. If they would call me a villain instead, or just call me a hypocrite, for saving the boy I had made a victim.
A few days later, when Kellin was out of the hospital as they had confirmed his body hadn't suffered from any serious damage, he wanted to meet me. He wanted to meet the man who saved him. It was so strange, everyone seeing me as someone good all of sudden, being called a hero. Nothing made me as uncomfortable as that did.
Yet I still agreed to meet him. I figured I could do so just to make sure things wouldn't look weird which they could do if I said no. I thought I'd just see him to make him happy or whatever and then we'd never see each other again. I was wrong, I was so so wrong. The day I met Kellin for the first time completely changed my life. Not just cause he later on became my boyfriend.
When I met him at his place I knew right away that he would change my life forever. Even if I didn't know he would become my boyfriend. But the day I met him, I could tell he'd have a huge impact on me. Because he made me feel something. I didn't love him right away, at first I didn't like him either. I didn't dislike him though, which is usually how I feel for everyone I meet. But I felt empathy for him, I could tell that I was caring for him, which was something I had never done for someone else before outside of my family.
I knew he felt something for me too, cause he kept blushing all throughout the night, and when I said I had to leave, he didn't want me to do so. Now, even if I had never been crushing on anyone, people had been crushing on me before so I could clearly recognize all the signs. And Kellin, was showing all of those.
Eventually it happened, he asked to see me again. And before I could think of what else to do, I agreed to seeing him again. From that day I was never the same. I was still a villain and I was still horrible to all the people I met in life. I kept committing crimes, I kept stealing, robbing, and killing. All while I started dating Kellin, and started to fall in love with him. Something I never thought would have happened.
For a long time he didn't know about this, he thought I was just some ordinary guy. He still saw me as a hero for carrying him out of that building, clueless to the fact that I was the one who almost killed him.
Now he knows, he knows everything I've ever done. I had to tell him eventually. It was years ago, when our relationship with each other was getting more serious and Kellin wanted to have sex with me. Since we were young, Kellin had just turned sixteen, we were unexperienced. He wanted to lose his virginity to me, which made me understand how much he trusted me. That was when I couldn't keep everything from him anymore and I just had to tell him the truth.
"Kels, we can't.." I say. He looks at me, disappointment clear on his features. I know he wants to have sex, saying he's ready for it. And don't get me wrong, I'm ready for it to. I'd love to have sex with him. But I care about Kellin, he's the one person except for Mike that I could never actually hurt. So having his body that way, and taking advantage of his unawareness about who I really am. I can't do that to him.
"Why? Do you not want me like this?"
"I do but.. I don't think you want me like this. At least not if you knew things about me that I haven't told you.."
He climbs off my lap with a sigh, throwing my shirt back at me before sitting down next to me on the bed again, taking my hand into his smaller ones, playing gently with my fingers.
"Vic, what are you talking about?"
"When we met, or the day I first saw you, when I carried you out of that building, I didn't actually save you. It was my fault that you were ever even hurt. The bomb that detonated in there, I planted it, along with other bombs as well. That's how I knew were to look for you without getting hurt myself, cause I knew where all the bombs were.. And it's a horrible thing to do even if I never meant to hurt you, and I've done so much more, so many bad things.." I speak quietly, letting the words slip without even thinking for a second about if I should stop them.
Kellin looks up at me with tears shining in his eyes, threatening to fall over at any second. I'd reach out to hug and comfort him, but I can only guess that me touching him is the last thing he wants right now.
Taking me by complete surprise Kellin climbs back onto my lap, this time with his legs thrown sideways over mine. He wraps his arms around my neck while I snake mine around his waist to keep him close. He leans his head against my shoulder, sniffling against my neck before moving his face back so that he is able to look at me.
Kellin puts his hand on the side of my face, gently holding my head as I rest it against the palm of his hand. For the first time in forever, I'm actually afraid to lose someone. I'm actually upset by the thought of someone being out of my life.
"Vic.. please.. Tell me every terrible thing you've done, and let me love you despite them.."
I only stare at him to begin with, not being able to believe that he means what he says. He actually wants to stay here? With me? And hear all those things? It seems like he does, but I truly doubt he'll stay for long afterwards.
"Vic, please tell me.." he pleads again, pressing his lips to mine in a brief kiss, his tears sliding down his cheeks and onto our lips, giving the kiss a salty taste. I look into his eyes again, they're still pleading for me to tell him all about it. So I do.
For some reason, Kellin didn't leave. I can still not understand why, and I don't think he understands it either if I'm being honest. But he stayed with me that day. He was obviously upset about the things I had done, and that I had to be honest to him and let him know that I will be like this, always. I won't change, I won't turn into a person who is good to others.
Kellin is still the only one I treat well, he's the one I'm giving all my love to. He's my prince, and I'm protecting him at all costs. It confuses him sometimes, and me too for that matter. How I can be so bad against every one else, but treat Kellin with respect and love.
I won't question him too much though, I'm just going to be happy about the fact that he has stayed with me these five years, and he is still here. He still loves me the same way he did before he knew the truth, and I, I'm just falling more and more in love with him each day that passes, which is why I hope he's going to come with me.
I have to get out of this town, I don't think I can even stay in this state. About a month ago I was kinda caught during a crime, and people have now found out the truth about what I'm really like. Let's just say, I'm not as popular as I was back when I was called a hero.
Tired of the shit I have to face here, and tired of knowing that I can't commit a single crime since it will immediately be pinned on me, I have to leave. I'm leaving the town, the state and perhaps even the country. I'm thinking about just driving and driving until I no longer can, then leave my car and fly somewhere, somewhere where Kellin and I can live together undisturbed. If he'll come with me that'll say.
He has a job here, and he has friends here. I would understand if he says no as soon as I ask him about this, considering what a huge thing it is to ask him about.
My boyfriend enters the bedroom, practically skipping in here and plopping himself down on my lap. I swear, he's too cute for his own good sometimes. Kellin presses his lips against mine, desperation lacing the kiss. One of the things I love about Kellin, is how completely head over heels he is for me.
"Babe.." I start off as we have pulled away from the kiss.
"Mmhm?"
"I have to get out of here," I tell him quickly, getting it over with. Kellin removes his lips from my jaw where they had just been, staring at me in shock.
"Are you leaving me?"
"No! No, I don't want to leave you. But I can't stay here, in this town, this state, maybe not even the country. With how everything has been since people found out the truth about me, it's been driving me crazy, I have to get out."
"But where? Where are you going?" He sounds oddly calm considering what I just told him. Sure, still a bit shocked, but it seems like he got used to the fact that I'm leaving really quickly.
"I don't know where, and I don't need to know. I just have to know if you're coming with me?" I look at my boyfriend with pleading eyes, my arms wrapped protectively around his waist. He looks at me in silence for a moment, his eyes boring into mine and I guess that he is pondering what to say, before he gives me a sweet smile and presses his lips to mine in a peck kiss.
"Of course I'm coming with you Vic."
*
Yesterday Kellin said yes to coming with me. Now we're on our way. We got up early in the morning, packed everything we owned up in our bags and left. Mike made me a promise that he'll take care of selling the apartment, making sure to transfer the money to me.
"Do you have any idea yet where we are going?" Kellin asks me from the passenger seat.
"Not sure.. I'm thinking Australia maybe?"
"How the hell are you supposed to drive to Australia?"
"Well I know we can't drive the whole way. At some point we'll just have to leave the car behind, or sell it our something and get on a plane instead."
Kellin doesn't say anything, so I turn to him only to find him already staring at me with a big smile.
"You really are crazy.. I love that, it makes life so much more exciting. And I love how you're taking me with you to Australia, not even thinking about running off without me."
"I'd never run off without you darling. You're my everything Kellin."
*
It's been over a week since we left, the days've been spent driving up until we had come so far, a small plane was the only option left. With a great amount of money in our pocket from selling the car, along with the fact that I'm a good thief, we've already been able to buy ourselves a house down in Australia. It's right there, waiting for us at the coast, ocean view and a garden bigger than anyone I've seen in the states.
Walking up to the front door I let Kellin unlock it and step in first, following close behind him. He walks further into the house and I can truly see how amazed he is by the house. And I can't lie, I'm amazed myself as well.
"Vic this is wonderful.. I can't believe you've bought us this house!" he beams, jumping up into my arms. I put my hands under his bum to avoid dropping him, holding him upright.
"Like I said Kells, you're my everything. You know I'll do anything and everything for you, I'd kill a man for you if I have to."
"Awe.. that's sweet. But Viccy let's be real here, you'd kill a man just for the fun of it." He unwraps his limbs from around me, grabbing one of his bags. "Now let's go. Come and help me unpack."