Three Months.

Chapter 6

Kellins POV.
I left the hospital room after vic told me he hated me. what else was there to say? he's right. I do need help. but the fans, I would be such a disappointment. but throwing a beer bottle at a girl is probably way worse. so I left my phone on the bus with a little note saying I need help, thanks for all the fun. ~kells
Hopefully no one will look for me. I tweet out to all my fans saying, sleeping with sirens is taking a break, I have some personal stuff going on. thanks for understanding. love you all!!!!
I go to a therapist. She tells me a need to go to a psychologist, then he tells me I need to go to a psychiatrist because I have major issues. the psychiatrist then sends me to a rehab facility, because I told him about my troubled past with alcohol and drugs. I think that's one reason why I got so ticked at Karla. I didn't want to see her make the same mistakes I did. So I found out I have bipolar disorder and some anger issues. there was a medical name, but I can't remember what it is. when I check into my rehab room, I meet my roommate. His names ronnie radke. luckily me and him are already friends, so we felt comfortable with each other. I hope karla's doing alright, it's already been two weeks since the jump.
Karla's POV.
I finally woke up from my coma. I heard kellin had stopped by to visit me, and I'm not angry at him. I know he was telling the truth, I was wrong to think I could ever be special to anyone. I'm in physical therapy now, and everyone says I'm making great improvements. Vic and I got really close. I feel like I really love vic. I know he's a lot older and also with danielle, but I feel like I really love him a lot. and I think he might feel the same way. I was sitting in my room when I heard a knock on the door. "Hey kar, I wanted to bring these by." he held out a bouquet of roses. "I'm just so proud of you for your progress. they told me you're going to have to be put in the mental ward, and I wanted you to know I'll never leave you." I looked at him. the mental ward? I'm a nut case now? "Vic, aww thank you. this means more than you could ever possibly know." I hugged him tight, and he grinned, obviously pleased he had made me happy. "so. victor, tell me what's happening with you and kellin." his face fell. he told me what had happened, and how he honestly hates kellin. A few minutes later there was another knock on my door, and all the rest of sleeping with sirens and pierce the veil busts in. suddenly the quiet peacefulness vic and I were enjoying became loud and obnoxious. I asked justin where kellin was, and he showed me the note. vic saw it and nodded. "maybe this was what it took for him to realize he's messed up. I wish him well." After about an hour, it was just me and vic again. before he stood up to leave, he leaned down to my ear and whispered, "I love you Karla Evans", and then kissed me ever so slightly on the cheek. I felt so confused. I knew then that i love vic and he obviously loves me too.
Vics POV.
After leaving karla's room I felt high. I love that girl. a lot. I still didn't have much energy, so I went back and crashed in my oh so comfy hospital bed. I slept for hours, and them danielle came to visit. "Hey babe, how ya feeling?" I hate her. I'm only with her because my management team wants to see me with a model. why her? can't Karla become a model then I can be with her? she's so pretty. her long hot pink hair that flows just below her chest, her bright blue eyes that twinkle when I say her name, her neck. oh her nec- "vic, honey, you feeling alright? I asked you if you're eating well." crap. in my little Karla daydream I forgot about chirpy here. "yeah danielle I'm eating fine.", I snapped. she looked at me funny. "how are the doctors? you got anybody hot taking care of you?" I looked at her with disgust written plainly on my face. "Danielle visiting hours are over. you need to go." "But vic it's 12 in the afternoon, visiting hours aren't over til-", "GOOOO. I OBVIOUSLY DONT WANT YOU HERE."
She shrugged and walked out. She said she was going to go visit Karla. poor, poor, Karla.
Karla's POV.
"oh hey danielle! vic talks a lot about you!"
he does. a lot of crap. "so you're karla? nice to meet you." we talked some small talk, and then I asked, "what makes you like vic?" she looked at me and smiled. "his arms." I nodded, encouraging her to go on. she didn't. "that's it? just his arms?" "oh no no no that's not all of it", she responded. "I also like his legs. they're nice. and his little sausage fingers. oh and his ches-", I cut her off. "ok danielle. I think we get it. he's nice physically." She nodded. "he also has a very nice neck," she added. I glared at her. "visiting hours are over." She walked towards the door, mumbling, " why does everyone keep saying that? visiting hours aren't over til 6." Gah, no wonder Vic can't stand her. she's so not his type. the doctors told me I've been cleared and don't need to go to the mental ward because I've made such great improvements. i would get to go home in a week, the same day vic gets released! I'm feeling lots better, so I ran down the hall to vics room to share the good news. when I got there, he was crying. when he saw me he started crying harder. he opened his arms and I ran to hug him. I didn't say anything, I just waited for him to tell me when he was ready. finally he stopped crying and looked me in the eye. "karla, when the doctors were checking the damage from the accident, they found a lump. I didn't want to tell you, I figured it would be needless worry. but the test results just came back and," he stopped, taking a deep breath, trying to control his quivering lip. he continued, "karla, I have cancer."