It's been two weeks, and I have seen the same two guys at every show we've had. They never approached any of us, always just watched the show and minded their own business. No one mentioned them after about the third time they showed up. I wasn't sure if it was because they no longer cared or if they were just trying to ignore them. I, on the other hand, could do neither. With what happened to Kellin, there was no way I was just going to ignore a couple of creepy guys that kept making appearances at our shows.
Today was one of our days off, and I planned on walking around the area to see if I could find that black car that always seemed to show up around the venue. I had woken up at eight this morning and sneaked out of the bus before anyone else could wake up. This almost felt like I was on a mission. It took almost no time at all to find what I was looking for.
Parked about a block and a half from the venue was that same black car I had seen since Arizona. Cautiously, I began walking towards it. As I got closer, I noticed the same two guys sitting in the front seats. I couldn't tell if they were watching me because of their sunglasses, but considering they were following our bands around, they knew who I was. I was about five feet from the car when they stepped out.
"We were wondering when you'd seek us out." What? My confusion must have been written all over my face because he continues. "We need to talk to you Mr. Fuentes."
"So you decided to follow us until I got curious instead of just walking up to our merch table like a normal human being?" Okay so maybe being a smart ass wasn't the brightest decision. I still had no idea what exactly they wanted with me.
"We couldn't risk Mr. Quinn knowing." The driver took off his sunglasses. "I'm Agent Latery and this is my partner Agent Kent. We work for Interpol." Remember that comment I made about being on a mission? Ironic, right?
"What could Interpol possibly want with me? I'm like, barely even twenty."
"It's not necessarily you that we want." Agent Kent began. "We need information, and we know that you're the only one who can get what we need."
"Oh so this has something to do with what happened to Kellin in Mexico." It wasn't a question. I knew that's what this was going to be about from the moment I noticed they were following us.
"Victor are-"
"Vic, not Victor." Okay so that was rude, but we're beyond formality and polite behavior.
"Vic then. Are you aware of who Kellin was working with?" Agent Latery inquired.
"Not really. Kellin didn't want to talk about Mexico when he got home. I can't really blame him. If I was kidnapped for three months, I wouldn't want that to be the first thing I talked about when I got back."
"The man who was responsible for Kellin's kidnapping was Carlos Montoya. He's wanted in five different countries for murder and drug trafficking." Agent Kent leaned back against his car. "We need to know if Kellin knows anything about where the main headquarters is located so we can take him down."
"And put Kellin in the direct line of danger, yeah I don't think so." I crossed my arms and just stared at them.
"Vic, you guys would be put in witness protection." Agent Latery tried to reason.
"Yeah, and I would have to throw away the life that I worked so hard to put together. Again, I don't think so."
"I told you this kid wouldn't listen." Agent Kent motioned towards me before throwing his hands in the air. "But no, nobody listens to me."
"Are you done now?" Latery was not amused. "Vic, if it means so much to do to have this life-"
"It does."
"Right, then the only thing that we ask is that if Kellin decides to talk to you about it, then you'll call us." Kent handed me a card. "We can just claim that we bugged your phone or something." I nodded and he seemed to be satisfied with that. They both nodded and then returned to their car. I watched as they drove in the opposite direction from our bus, not sure if I was relieved that they were gone or scared that something worse was going to come.
As I walked back to the bus, I kept twirling the card between my fingers. It was almost hard to believe that this all happened because of Kellin's dad. Almost. He seemed to be the root of several of our problems if you really think about it. The thing that I really hated was that there was nothing I could do to change that fact.
I sighed deeply as I opened the door to the bus and walked in. Everyone seemed to be sleeping still. Wide awake with no intention of falling back asleep, I walked to the back lounge and scanned through our movie collection. Eventually I decided on Coraline, no real surprise there, and relaxed into the couch. It was about half way over when I began hearing people moving around the bus.
Kellin found me first. He walked into the back lounge and joined me for the remainder of my movie. After it was over, he reached over and turned off the TV.
"So where did you go this morning?" I looked up and over at him. "I got up to go to the bathroom and heard the front door close."
"I went on a walk for a little bit." Technically this wasn't a lie.
"Mhmm. Have you been up this whole time?" I asked, pulling him into my lap.
"No, I went back to sleep." I hummed against his neck as I began kissing him lightly. It had been far too long since we were about to be alone. He moved so that he was straddling my legs, moving his head so that our lips connected. He moved his cold hands to my sides, slipping them upwards under my shirt. I hummed against his lips and moved them towards his neck. He let out a small gasp as I bit behind his ear and ground his hips down into mine, causing a low groan to erupt from my throat.
I moved so that I could reach over and lock the door. Last thing I needed was someone walking in here. I shuffled down so that I was lying against the couch, Kellin lying on top of me. He reached up, disconnecting our lips and pulling my shirt off, quickly discarding his own as well. I reached down and slid my hands down his back as he moved against me.
Things were getting pretty heated when footsteps headed in our direction. Kellin groaned in frustration and moved so that he could grab our shirts off of the floor. He tossed mine to me just as there was a knock on the door.
"Hey we're going to go get food, you two want anything?" Jesse's voice called through the door.
"Yeah, a moment alone so I can fuck my boyfriend." Kellin yelled back. There was a moment of silence.
"I'll just get your usual." Jesse hurriedly replied, before retreating to the front.
"Nice babe." I replied sarcastically.
"His fault." He smirked. "Just wait until we get to the next hotel. Your ass is mine." With that, he got up and left the room, leaving me to just watch after him with a wide grin on my face.
A/N: Whoooooo! Next chapter done. Ok so now we're getting somewhere. This is the part where things are beginning to get interesting. Leave me comments and see if you can figure out what's going to happen.
