Drown Me In The Flames (Kellic)

A Flair For The Dramatic

Mike's POV:

"Kellin?.." I asked cautiously. He looked at me, completely mortified. He was shaking and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Are..you ok?" He looked as if he was trying to stop shaking, as he wiped at his cheeks before he gave me a painfully fake smile.

"I'm fine."

I hated hearing those words coming from anyone's mouth in that tone. No one should have to hurt so much, especially someone who been through enough hell.

"Come on, you're obviously not.. What happened? Do I need to kick someone's ass?" I ask him, he stayed quiet. Ever since he and Vic started dating, we got closer. He was almost like another brother to me.

I cautiously walked over to him. I went to place my hand on his shoulder, but he flinched away before my hand even made contact. It scared me, there was a time when Tony would flinch away from me like that. He hated to be touched, he'd distance himself from everyone.

Instantly, I knew what was wrong. I really didn't want to be right.

"Who hurt you?" I asked calmly, but I was anything but calm. You can't treat someone this way and expect to get away with it. It's sick. He just shook his head, looking down at the tiles below our feet, trying to dismiss the subject.

"Kellin, tell me who did this to you."

He started crying even harder as he spoke through his tears, "It w-was Lee.." he looked up at me with pleading eyes, "d-don't tell Vic..."

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Kellin's POV:

"D-don't tell vic.." I choked out.

He can't find out, he'll get hurt and it'll be my fucking fault. I couldn't imagine what would happen to him.

Mike walked over to one of the sinks, and ran a few hand towels under the cold water.

"Here," he squeezed the excess water out and hand them to me, "put them on your forehead, it'll make you feel better."

I took them from him gratefully, and held one on my forehead. "Kellin..we have to tell him, hell I don't even know what happened. "

I looked up at him, thinking of way to get out of this, but I couldn't think of shit. "Come on, I'll call Vic and we can take you home, or at least away from here."

I gave in and nodded. He pulled out his cell and dialed a familiar number.

"Hey Vic, can you meet me some where? I'm with Kellin, and something happened, he won't talk... 1st floor bathroom." he pulled the communication device from his ear and hit the "End Call" button.

He looked over at me, eyes filled with sympathy, it made me feel pathetic. I just wanted the world to swallow me up whole so I didn't have to face to anyone and everything. I wanted to runaway..

I slid down the smooth brick wall, the tears coming back on. I pulled my knees firmly to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. I let my head rest on my knees as the tear came on harder, turning into sobs.

It was silent, except for me, spilling my heart out into every gasp of air. My head shot up at the sound of the bathroom door opening. Vic was standing there, breathing heavily, like he had ran here. He looked a Mike, who just shrugged, then walked over to me.

"Kellin, what happened?.."

I just shook my head, not want to speak. I really couldn't if I wanted to. He leaned forward and placed a hand on my arm, making me flinch back.

"Who hurt you? Was it Lee?" I started crying harder, shaking my head. But it wasn't a convincing act.

"I'm gonna kill him."

"No! Vic, he'll hurt you too!" I cried as I latched onto his arm, making sure he doesn't leave.

His gaze softened again, giving me a worried look. I wrapped his arm around my small, shaking frame in a warm embrace. I cried into his chest as he rubbed my back, trying to get me to calm down.

"Do you wanna go home? I'll take you home." I just nodded, not able to form proper words.

(A/N: sorry for the cliffhanger,  and sorry for not updating in months. But I wrote this quickly just for you guys and should be doing a lot more writing. I started a new Jalex called, "Death Is Just The Start" if you wanna go check it out much appreciated. Anyways, I'll try to start updating more frequent. Love you guys.)