The Angel's Game

Vic raced me down the stairs and answered the door first.
“Who are you and what do you want?” I heard him answer. I rolled my eyes and pushed him aside.
“Jesse, this is Vic, my..new friend.” I stuttered.
“Uhh, hey, I’m Jesse. Nice to meet you,” he smiled. Vic just glared. Jesse looks so uncomfortable, I couldn’t help but laugh. “So uhh, You guys wanna take a smoke break?”
“Ooo, yeah,” I chimed. “But uhh, my stogs got stolen. I got jumped this morning,” I told Jesse, not really thinking about how Vic would react. I sat at my kitchen bar and grabbed an apple. Vic’s eyes widened but I ignored it.
“Yeah? By who? You tell me Kellin, and I’ll beat the living shit outta them,” Jesse clentched his fists and sat next to me.
“Um,” I looked for a good lie. “I didn’t see his face. But it’s whatever.”
“Whatever, you can have one of mine. Vic, you smoke?” Jesse smiled at him. Vic frowned and shut the door after Jesse let himself in.
“No.” he glared at me. “And I think Kellin has had enough to smoke today.” He walked toward me, his eye brows sharpened and his eyes glared at me. I felt myself put the cigarette down on the counter. I hate Vic’s stupid powers. I glared back. I know I’m supposed to listen to him and heal, but I’m just trying to make Jesse think everything is okay.
“What are you, his boyfriend?” Jesse scoffed at him as he lit up.
“Not in the house,” I told Jesse to get rid of him. “Mom has a new rule.”
“Gayyy,” Jesse said. “I’ll be out front for a minute.” Jesse jumped off the bar stool and left out the front door. The minute the door shut, Vic glared at me.
“I know you’re trying to look cool for your friends,” he told me in a serious, low voice. “But you need to remember your goals, Kellin. I think it’s unhealthy to be around Jesse until you can stand up to him and tell him no.”
“You just met him,” I laughed. “Calm down, Vic. I’m still on board.” I took a bite out of my apple. I tossed it in the air repeatedly. Vic just glared. I couldn’t help but laugh at his frustration. “Come here.”
“What?” he asked with attitude, putting himself between my legs.
“Don’t sass me.” I giggled and gave him a small kiss. We heard Jesse stomp on his cig, causing us to pull apart. Vic jumped over the couch and reached for the remote.
“Hey, I just got a call from Hayley. She wants me to hang at her house, I think school just got out. See you later, Kells. Nice to meet you, Vic.” Jesse smiled as he slipped back out the door. Vic just waved.
“You don’t have to be rude,” I said, hopping off the bar stool. I stood behind the couch and leaned down to place a soft kiss on his cheek.
“I don’t like him.” I learned Vic can be stubborn and jealous when it comes to others. I honestly think its sweet and makes me feel safe and important. I jumped over the couch and laid my head on his lap. Vic looked down at me and smiled sweetly. I just looked back.
“Vic, what am I to you?” I asked. He looked away.
“What do you mean?” he obviously knew what I meant.
“Well, we’re physical and like each other. Or at least I like you.” I trailed off. Vic still didn’t look at me. We fell silent, but I needed answers. “Vic, look at me.” I demanded. He did.
“What?” Vic asked.
“Answer me.”
“I do like you, Kells. Its just,” Vic paused. “I’m not sure. I have this date with Hayley and I don’t want you to get more shit than you already do for being gay. I don’t mind it, but I know that’s why you got jumped today. Am I wrong?” he raised an eye brow. I frowned.
“That’s not an excuse but I get the whole Hayley thing.” I trailed off. I got up and threw away my apple.
“Kellin, I do like you. A lot.” He suddenly appeared behind me, sitting at the bar. He threw me a caring smile. I still wasn’t convinced. If he liked me so much, then why won’t he do something about it? I just gave him a look. “Don’t believe me?” Vic’s tone was curious. I found myself lingering towards him.
“Nope.” I grinned. Vic grinned back. He came over to me and picked me up by the waist, taking me by surprise. He set me down on the counter, so now we were eye level. I giggled. “What are you-“ I was silenced by the pressure of his lips against mine. I giggled into his mouth. Our lips synced together so perfectly. I wrapped my arms around the angel’s neck as he held my hips in his hands.
“You’re so tiny.” He mumbled in my mouth. I continued to kiss him, ignoring the comment. I wasn’t tiny. I’m gross. I pushed the negative thoughts aside as Vic pushed his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues danced as the kiss slowly got faster and more dominant. Vic pushed harder, forcing me to lean back onto the counter. He broke the kiss just climb up on the counter with me. I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck again. He smiled into our kiss. His affection was euphoric. I couldn’t possibly be happier anywhere. Vic made me so happy.
My thoughts were broke when Vic’s hands wandered from my hips to tugging on my waistline. Suddenly fashbacks on Oli hit me. I remember now. Everything. I was there. I just..was drugged? Images and feeling came rushing back to me. I lost my cool and the feeling came back.
“No!” I screamed, lost in my own mind.
“What?!” Vic freaked out. I crawled out from underneath him and jumped off the counter, rushing up the stairs. I heard Vic running after me, but I ignored it as the feeling overcame me before I could reach the bathroom. I spilled my stomach fluids on the hardwood floor as I fell to my knees. “Kellin,” Vic whispered sympathetically. He fled to the bathroom and grabbed a towel, cleaning up apple chunks. I just sat on all fours gasping for air.
“V-Vic, I can get it-“
“Shh. Go lay down Kells.” Vic ordered, finishing cleaning my mess. I didn’t have the energy to argue, so I got up and shuffled to my room. I crawled into bed and curled up as I let my stomach settle. I shut my eyes and listened to Vic running the sink in the bathroom.
“Are you okay? Did I go too far?” Vic now stood in the door way, drying his hands. I blushed and hid my face.
“Um,” I wasn’t sure what to say. “No. I just,” I couldn’t help but start to cry. I’m still in shock Oli did this to me. “I’m scared to open up.” I lied. Vic tilted his head and smiled weakly.
“Aw.” He walked to the bed side. “You don’t have to do anything you aren’t ready for. Just tell me instead of letting me freak you out. Promise?” he shoved the paper towel in his pocket and grinned. I gave him a weak smile back. “Can I have a kiss?” he asked, in the most caring voice I have ever heard from him. I couldn’t resist the smile that pulled at me lips.
“Yeah.” I smiled big. Vic smiled back and kissed me softly. I opened the covers for him to get in. I watched as he slipped off his shirt and crawled into my bed. His smile was so welcoming. It drew me in. I wrapped my arms around him tightly as he chuckled. I pressed my head against his chest, listening to the soft thumping of his heart. How the hell am I going to tell him about what Oli did? I hate lying.