A couple of days later, and it was storming like crazy outside. To be completely honest, I loved the rain and storms. They always calmed me down. I'm not sure how or why that would work, but I loved it. Audrey and Amy decided that they were going to go out. I think they went to someone’s house for dresses or something, but I'm not really sure who or why they would go in this weather. Vic and I stayed in the living room for most of the time. Ever since Vic officially asked me to be his boyfriend, I felt even safer around him. Not much changed, except the fact that we cuddled a little more often… like now.
Vic had stuck in some stupid movie in the living room. I have no clue what it was nor did I really even care. My body was pressed to his side, and his arms were wrapped around me. I guess I was more of the girl in the relationship, but I didn't mind. I liked it. I liked having his arms wrapped around me. “So...” Vic said shaking my body a little bit. I mumbled, not actually saying anything. “The girls are out... and we’re here alone...” he said in a slightly seductive tone. Catching his hint, I leant up and pecked his lips, letting my breath linger on them a little.
“I'm not really in the mood right now,” I said, giving him a slightly sad look and kissing him again.
“That's why,” he said and paused, pushing me off him and on my back a little so that I was lying down. He hovered over me and attached our lips again. “We got to get you in the mood,” he said, kissing me deeper. I was kind of frozen. My body shook slightly as I felt the nervousness rush through me. He kissed me harder, trying to get to really kiss him back, but still… nothing. I felt really weird. His hand traveled to between my legs and started to palm me, but his hand slowly stopped. He looked at me confused.
“Sorry...” I mumbled. “I'm just not in the mood,” I said, trying not to look him right in the eye.
“Are you sure that's all that’s going on?” I nodded, but I guess that nod wasn't really cutting it. “Come on. Please, Kellin? What's wrong?” he asked, and I sighed a few minutes later.
“I just feel… weird… I guess...” He sat up, pulling me up, too, so that we were facing each other.
“What do you mean weird?”
“I-I don't know… just weird.” I stopped and thought. I didn't really know how to describe how I was feeling. I didn't even know what exactly I was feeling. “I know that you would never hurt me. Especially the way that… he... did. But it’s like my body doesn't know that. Every time someone touches me, I just stiffen. It just really scares me. I thought I was safe from him after all these years, and now he just shows right back up in my life and does the same thing like it’s okay or something...” My voice got quiet. He pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back up and down a little.
“He’s just some sick fuck that likes to hurt people. And what about the other day?” he asked, letting me go. “We had sex. You seemed fine. Well, before you threw up and everything.”
“I don't know. I guess I was taking out my anger that way. I topped you and was a little rough, I guess. I just want the bad memories to go away so—”
“So you’re blocking them out with good one,” he finished, cutting me off from my sentence. “Makes sense.” I nodded at him. He was still holding my hand and brushing his thumb along the top. He cupped my face with one of his hands and brought me to his lips, kissing me sweetly. “I promise that I will never do that to you. We have to do something about Dan. He can't get away with hurting you.”
“Vic, no. He can't even know that you know.”
“Why?” I was about ready to cry at that point.
“Because he said that he would hurt me again or worse… you.”
“I'm not gonna let that happen,” Vic tried to plead with me, and deep down I knew that he was right. Who knew how many other people he could have hurt or might hurt in the future? But I also didn't want to get myself hurt anymore, or worse, have Vic taken from me somehow because of that dick. Vic was really the best thing to happen to me in years, and I didn't want that to ever leave me.
“Can we please just drop the subject? I really don't want to talk about this.” He looked like he was going to say something then stopped, sighing and nodding his head. He looked sad. I knew how much he wanted to help me, but I just couldn't do it. It seemed all too risky. I’d rather live with the guilty shame of what he did to me than have to live the rest of my life without Vic. He really kept me sane. It sounded so stupid and childish. I'm a grown man that'd only known the guy for about three months, but in a way, I didn't care. He was special, and that's all that really mattered to me.
I felt bad for cutting him off, though. I could still tell that he was turned on. It actually made me feel really bad for leaving him hanging like that, so I started kissing him again. I slid my tongue into his mouth, sliding it along his. I continued kissing him as I started to undo his pants zipper. Vic stopped kissing me and put his hand on mine, stopping me. “Kells, I thought you didn't want to?”
“Just let me do this, okay?” He moved his hand back to his side and nodded for me to continue.
I finished pulling down the zipper and undoing the button on his pants. He lifted himself up a little so that I could pull down his pants. I got on the floor in between his legs. I pulled his member out through the hole in his boxers. I stroked him a few times, making him groan as his breathing became labored. I wrapped my lips around his tip, sucking lightly on it. Vic let out a small whine. I pulled up and blew on his dick, making him groan again but more in frustration. I sucked him back into my mouth, this time going down farther so that almost all of him was in my mouth. I sucked up and down a few times before pulling off again. Every time I pulled off, Vic let out an annoying sigh, and his grip tightened on the arm and cushion of the couch.
I smirked at him. I guess doing pleasurable things to someone else was fine. It was only when someone else wanted to touch me that I’d freak out. My hand moved up and down faster on Vic's hard cock, making him slowly start to rock his hips into my hand, trying to get more and more friction. I tightened my grip on him, forcing a moan out of his mouth. “Fuck, Kellin,” he moaned, lacing his fingers in my hair. He didn't force me to move, but they were there. It made me a little uneasy, but I went past that and continued my assault on his dick. His grip tightened as I sucked harder. He started to push my head down more so that I would take more in his mouth. “Kellin, I'm close,” he groaned, and his head swung back against the back cushion of the couch. I pulled off, stroking him as fast as my hand could go. “Shit!” Vic practically screamed and finally released into my hand. I sucked him through his orgasm, making sure that he was completely done. I traced a few more patterns on his tip, causing him to continue to moan through his heavy breathing.
“Fuck. Do you know how good your blow jobs are?” He chuckled, and I sat up, kissing him. He looked down at my… area... and was a little confused. “How are you still not turned on? You always get turned on no matter what when you give me blow jobs.”
“I don't know.” I shrugged. “I can do sexual things to people and feel okay about it because I can control it, but… anything to me feels strange. I don't know. I just can't do it. It scares me.” I saw the sympathy in his eyes.
“I still think we should tell someone. I don't want him to get away with this.” I just shook my head no.
“I'm tired. I'm gonna go to sleep, okay?” He nodded, and I got up to leave.
I guess I slept for a couple of hours. Every time that I closed my eyes, I saw him. My body started to ache like it did that day. Fear went through my veins, and I almost wanted to cry. I hated that feeling so much. I just wanted it to stop. I rubbed my eyes and got up, walking over to the bathroom. I brushed my hair down so that I didn't look like a complete wreck. I splashed my face with some cool water, waking me up a bit. I heard a knock on the door, so I went downstairs. Vic got to the door before me, so I didn't hear the knock again.
I got downstairs to see Vic talk to a couple of officers in blue uniforms. “Um... What's going on?” I questioned cautiously.
“Are you Kellin Quinn?” the officer on the right asked me. I nodded my head. “We’re going to need to take you downtown and ask you a few questions about a Mr. Dan West.” I think my heart completely stopped, just at the mention of his name.
“Vic, you told me you weren't going to tell anyone.” I stretched and balled my hands into fist.
“Kellin, I had to. I was sick of seeing you like this. It hurt me to know what he did to you,” Vic tried pleading with me. I opened my mouth to say something, but I was cut off by the officer again.
“It’s a good thing he called us. We got a report yesterday about him hurting another young male, about nineteen.” I stopped being as mad. “We need to ask you some questions. Having two people against this guy can put him away for a long, long time.” I nodded and walked to them even though I really, really didn't want to.
“Do you want to come, Mr. Fuentes?” one of the officers asked, but I was quick to reply for him.
“No. He can't come,” I said and walked out the door.
“No. I don't wanna talk to you right now,” I said and got in the back of the police car. I couldn't believe he’d told them. I was fine. He came outside, but we were already driving away. It actually kind of hurt me to leave him when all he was doing was trying to help, but he betrayed my trust. I told him I didn't want him to tell anyone, yet he did. I just hoped that Dan got what was coming to him so that I didn't do all of that for nothing.