I Can Save You (Kellic)

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Chapter Nineteen-

      Kellin's POV

   The whole night, me and my mom just sat on the couch, watching random movies, mostly chick flicks, which I blame all my mom. But we watched the occasional action and comedy movie. All in all, I had a great night, filled with laughs, sappy love stories, action, bonding with my mom, and junk food. It was perfect, until when I went to bed I saw that I had three missed calls from Vic. I debated on calling him back, but it was already really late and we had school tomorrow, so he was probably already fast asleep.

   I nodded to myself, trying not to worry, before turning off my light and pulling the cover over myself. That night though, I stayed up, worrying about Vic. I wonder why he called, he hardly ever does. And that automatically made me think that something was wrong. So, the entire night, I laid in bed imagining almost every bad scenario that could have happened. At first, I thought he relapsed, but I realized something. There was anything bad that could triggered him. Still, I couldn't shake that feeling that I had ever since I check my phone. I wanted to call him back so badly, but I knew I couldn't do that this late. He probably just wanted to talk about random stuff, it couldn't have been that big of a deal, right? 

   I mean, Vic never told me things were terrible, only rough. And he promised me he wouldn't crack. Besides, if he did something awful, Mike would've heard it and called me, I hope at least.

      The next morning, I wanted to call Vic to come pick, but I wasn't sure. After debating with myself, I decided I'd just get dressed quickly and then walk over to Vic's house instead of calling him. So, after taking a quick shower and throwing on a random t-shirt, a pair of black skinny jeans, and my TOMS, I snuck out of the house so I wouldn't wake up my mom, who needed the rest after all the work she's done lately. I walked to Vic's house at normal pace, because I had taken a quicker shower then I needed to. So, now I could just walk there without worrying about missing him. What I didn't except was for Mike to call me halfway there.

  I frowned before quickly answering. "Kellin!? Kellin, it's Mike.. I.. I walked into Vic's room intending to wake him up, b-but.. he just laid there, and.. And I figured he was just sleeping hard but he's.. There's blood and I had no idea what to do, and your on speed dial and I can't just tell our parents.. oh God, Kellin, there's a lot of blood.." Mike stuttered. In shock, I almost dropped my phone, but I caught myself before I could. As hurt and shocked as I was, I needed to get to Vic's house, fast.

   I quickly started walking again, "Mike, I need you to check his pulse, bandage up.. the place where the bloods coming from, I'll be in there in five minutes." I said, before hanging up, not saying anything else to the worrying brother. Oh my god, what has happened?

   _Mike's POV_ (A/N- That's a first...)

    I looked at my brother, who was laying there in his bed, his wrists wrapped up in bandages that I found in the bathroom.. Holy shit, what has my brother done to himself? Did he do this to himself? The scars decorating his skin would say he did, but I just couldn't believe that. Vic was supposed to be my older brother, he was supposed to tell me everything, not.. Cut his skin. Fuck, why did I notice? Was my drug habits the cause of this? Did I help with this?

   I sat on the edge of his bed, as he just laid there, a peaceful expression on his face. I almost chocked on a sob as I looked at him. Did Kellin even know about this? He seemed like he did, but why did he and Vic keep this from me?! He was my own brother! I deserved to know what was going on with him! I couldn't really be to mad at Kell though, he had after all only been hanging around us for the past week. And these scars look like they go back, at least a year.. I took a deep breath, looking away from Vic.

   There had been so much blood.. I had no idea he would ever do that to himself, I mean, I knew recently I found out he was upset about many things, but I never excepted it to go... this deep.. I looked back at my brother, who still laid peacefully asleep on his bed. He looked like he hadn't a care in the world..

   I almost jumped when I heard Kellin walked in the room. "Jesus Christ.." He muttered, looking at Vic. I nodded, casting a sorrowful look at my big brother, before turning to look at Kellin, who seemed shocked to the core.

   "Did you know he was doing this to himself?" I asked, my voice shaky. That wasn't surprising. After all, I was on the verge of tears every time I looked at Vic. Kellin looked at Vic once more, before turning back to me, nodding his head slowly. I blew up. "Why the hell didn't you tell me! He's my own goddamn brother! Don't I deserve to know he's mutilating himself! He's cutting himself Kellin! And you didn't fucking tell me this! I could've stopped this! I could have done something!" I shouted, the end coming out as a chocked sob.

    Kellin didn't say anything, just sat there, looking down at his feet for a few minutes, while I tried to pull myself back together. "Mike, you don't understand how difficult it was not telling anyone. For god sakes, my own boyfriend was cutting himself and all I could was worry about him. I wanted to tell you, hell, I wanted to tell someone. I hated keeping that secret from you all! But it wasn't my secret to tell anyone." He said, his voice raising and quickly dying back down.

   I stayed quiet, thinking over what he said. It made sense. It wasn't really Kellin's secret to tell, but he should have told me at least! Vic should have told me. I casted another glance at Vic, who had stayed asleep despite the yells that we had just shared. "Kellin, I understand that you kept this a secret for my brother, but he's my brother. You should have told me despite that." I said, trying to keep my voice, even though even yelling hadn't waken up Vic.

   Kellin sighed, shaking his head. "You don't get it. I want Vic to trust me. I'm the only one who knew his secret, he would hate me and never trust me again if I told you. He'd know it was me!" He exclaimed quietly, which I thought was impossibly to do. I groaned, running my hand through my hair once.

   "Alright, I understand that, but he's my own brother." I whispered, looking at Vic and keeping my eyes there. Vic was starting to mover around, but I noticed how he winced in his sleep. "Kellin.. Does he.. cut anywhere else? Besides his wrist?" I asked quietly, my gaze never wavering.

   Once again, I heard Kellin sigh. "Yes.. He's cut up his entire arms up to his shoulders.. that's all I've ever seen.." He said quietly, and I just knew he was looking at Vic too. I glanced at Kellin once, to see that I was right. He was starring at Vic with so much worry and concern in his eyes, almost as if seeing him like this caused him physical pain. In that moment, I realized just how much Kellin cared for my older brother.  I shook my head, opening my mouth to speak, but I was interrupted when I saw Vic moving around once again, this time sitting up and rubbing his eyes, oblivious to the bandages on his wrist.

   "What's going on?" He asked, shaking his head once before looking at me and Kellin, who were starring at him with no doubt worry and concern in our eyes. Neither Kellin or I said anything for a minute. "Shit, I overslept! We're gonna be late! Mike go- why aren't you rushing and why is Kellin here?" He asked suspiciously, raising an eyebrow at me. Instead of answering, I just trailed my eyes to his wrist, and moments later, his gaze followed mine, and Vic gasped.

   "W-Why.. Why are my wrists wrapped..?" He asked looking at me for an answer, and casting a questioning look at Kellin, before he looked back at me. I didn't say anything, but I knew the look in my eyes told him everything. "How did you find out?!" He asked, quickly pulling the sheets off himself and getting out of his bed. I took a deep breath before I spoke.

   "Vic.. I.. When.. When I woke up and came in here, you.. Your wrists.. Were caked in blood.." I stumbled out, not sure what to say. How did you tell your brother you knew they were cutting themselves? Vic's eyes widened, and just like that, I could see in his eyes he knew exactly what he had done to himself, and why. I knew it had either something to do with our parents, or Kellin. And seeing how crushed Kellin was when he saw Vic, I'd go with our parents, most likely dad.

  "Oh.." He said quietly, looking down at the ground, his shoulders slumped. Right then and there, I saw how broke Vic was. The slumped shoulders, the defeated look he had in his eyes, the way he held himself right then, it was crystal clear. How could I have missed it? When I heard him and Kell in the bathroom a week ago, I thought that it was a small problem, not.. Well this.

   (And the drama continues. :/ What'd you all think? Do you think Mike was right to yell at Kells? Comment, vote, like, favorite, love, and worry about the future of Kellic with me!)