If You Kiss Me Goodnight (Boyxboy)(Kellic)

Chapter 4

Vic's POV

I was sitting on my bed just watching TV when my phone started vibrating. I looked at the screen and saw that it was Kellin.

"Uh, Vic. Hey, I... God Dammit!" I heard Kellin say through the phone. Fear spread through me. Something must be wrong.

"Kellin? What's wrong? Are you okay?!" I asked quickly. After getting no response and only static, I hopped off my bed and grabbed my keys. "I'll be there in five."

With that said, I hung up and ran out of my room. I ran down the stairs two at a time and skipped the last five. I swung the door open and didn't even bother closing it. I quickly started my car and drove off to Kellin's house.

I got there in record time. I knocked on the door twice but got no response. I twisted the door handle and thankfully it was unlocked. I ran through the house, straight to Kellin's room. I mentally prepared myself for seeing him, and after taking a deep breath, I entered his room.

My eyes went wide, and I instantly felt extremely panicked. I got out my phone and shakily dialed 911.

"911, whats your emergency?" I heard a females voice come through the phone.

"I need an ambulance to 7883 Mullibury Drive."

"What's wrong, sir?"

"He's... I don't know if he is..." I took a deep breath. I was so torn up and in shock that I could barely speak.

"Sir, I need you to take a deep breath and talk slowly."

"I-I I think he's dead. There's blood. So much blood. He's unconscious, please help."

"An ambulance is on its way. I need you to stay on the line. Can you do that?"

"Y-yes."

"Is anyone else in the house?"

"I don't know. I don't think so."

"And are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

I sat kneeled next to Kellin. His skin was paler then is has ever been. His cheeks no longer had that pink tinge to them. The pink that I have grown to love seeing everyday. His eyes were closed but they didn't look peaceful. He was ice cold to the touch.

I got up and sat on the bed and picked Kellin up. I placed him on my lap, and cradled his head. I wrapped my arms around him and began to sob uncontrollably. I didn't care about all the blood getting onto me.

"Please come back to me. I need you." I said between sobs.

It was about four minutes until I heard sirens outside.

"How can you sleep with all these sirens?" I whispered to him. I kept trying to convince myself that he was just asleep.

Paramedics barged through the door with a stretcher. They gently took Kellin out of my arms, and I hesitantly gave him up.

"What the hell is going on?!" Sounded the furious voice of Kellin's mother.

"Police! Put the knife down!" Said a police officer. Him and the two other pointed their guns at her. She threw her hands up, and dropped the knife.

"This isn't what it looks like. I'm innocent. I didn't do anything." She pleaded.

"It's exactly what it looks like. Kellin knows it too." I said.

She turned to me and her eyes figuratively went red. She charged at me and tackled me to the ground. She put her hands around my throat and squeezed. I gasped for air. The police officers pulled her off of me and cuffed her. They dragged her out but she wouldn't stop screaming.