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Vic's P.O.V.-

"I miss you." I whispered at the photo of Kellin I had in my room. Tears film over my eyes. I jump up from my bed and grab the first thing I see and throw it across the room. Glass smashed, I can feel glass bounce back and hit my bare torso. No pain is felt, just anger. All I see is red.

"Vic? What was th-" Mike started, storming into my room, shocked at the view of shattered glass and a fuming brother. I take no effect to him as he walks into my room and grabs my arm trying to calm me. I rip out of my little brothers grip. I run downstairs and an idea pops into my head. I grab a three pieces of paper and a red pen, because red is the only color that seems to fit now.

Red is the color of hate. Red is a most hated color, so why is it the colors of hearts? Hearts are loving and warm. Red is painful and displays anger, and red is my favorite colour.

On my notes, it's simple. One to Mike, one to Kellin and one to my parents.

Dear mom, dad.

sorry i couldn't tell you in person, but my life is filled with pain, mistakes, hatred. i can't live like this anymore. when I'm gone, don't mope, don't cry, don't say how much you miss me. just think of how happy I'll be when I'm gone.

love Vic.

That's good enough. Now Mike. I check to see that he's still upstairs, good.

Mikey, my little brother.

I love you with all the life left in me, which isn't very much, shit. i love you to the moon and back infinite times. you saved me so many times and I can't thank you enough. like i said to mum and dad, don't mope, no crying, don't sit around and say how much you miss me. you're better than that. think of how happy I am now I'm gone. i love you mikey. be good for mum and dad.

Your big bro, Viccy.

Shit, that was... hard. Now Kellin, think wisely Vic.

My love, Kellin.

once you read this, I will be dead. if I can't have you i don't want anything. i know what i did was wrong and you forgive me. but i love you. and i see that now after all of the shit i put you through. i'm a shitty person, you are not. i don't deserve you. oliver does. as i said to my parents and brother. don't mope, don't cry, don't say how much you miss me. not that you will anyway. but don't. don't cry at my funeral. my funeral is going to be a celebration of my death, not a depressing, all black, cry fest. wear bright colors and sing happy songs. please tell everyone this.

i think you should know this, my love for you is undying. i will love you when I'm six feet under, or not. either way, in my grave is the only place I'll feel happy and at home. goodbye kellin. and DONT think my death was because of you. you dont have anything to do with it. this is my choice my life, goodbye.

Victor.

By the end, I was shaking heavily, crying fiercely, breathing heavily.

"Mike!" I yell upstairs, grabbing my keys. Before he gets all the way down I drop the papers on the floor and run out to my car.

"Vic, no! Don't do it!" Mike calls behind me. "Remember what I used to tell you? Suicide doesn't fix everything, it just eliminates the chances of it ever getting better!" Tears stream down my face as I speed towards the town lake, running stop signs, red lights.

I get to the lake and no one is there, good. I roll all my windows down before hitting the gas, going full speed towards the lake. I feel the car hit the water. slowly sinking as the water fills the car as it fully submerges into water. I hear sirens in the distance. My choking on water as I gasp for air. My seatbelt refusing to unclip. I just sit there and struggle for life. I start to feel light headed and my vision blurrs. The last thing I thought before I loose all consciousness-

I love you Kellin.

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short chapter i know im sorry... and im
sorry for this^^^ cry with me!!!!!

im sorry so so so sorry!

-savxo