Tortured Within (Kellic)

Chapter Three

Chapter Three-

Kellin's POV

Today was the day. Today, we were beginning our tour with Pierce The Veil. Today, I was meeting up with my best friend, Vic. Today, I was leaving my girlfriend behind for a few months, but still not breaking up with her. God, I wanted too, but every time I tried to bring it up, she'd bring up something about how happy she was we were together and I just couldn't do it, it was too difficult. So, I was just leaving her behind for now.

I was right now, outside of my house, waiting for the SWS bus to come pick me up, my luggage at my feet. I sighed, tapping my foot, a thousand thoughts running through my head about what could happen today and on this tour. I mean, anything could go wrong, but also, anything could go right. It was just too confusing. The worst thing that could happen was Vic could turn out to completely hate me and never want to see me again after the tour ends. The best thing that could happen is I break up with Kate and Vic and I start to date. The middle thing that could is I cheat on Kate with Vic and live with the guilt of doing so. Mentally groaning, I shook my head. I was not helping myself at all.

I looked around the yard, and saw Kate standing at the front door, smiling at me. I smiled back, before looking forward again. Okay, I really needed to break up with this girl, soon. But how could I when everyone excepted us to just stay together? What if Vic didn't even like me back and I just needed to give it more time with Kate? If I was going to break up with Kate, I needed to do it right now. Not later. Right now, before the busses got here. And just as I was about to turn around to face her, the bus pulled up in front of me. Of course. But there was one difference about this bus, it wasn't mine. It was the Pierce The Veil bus.

I raised an eyebrow at the bus, pulling my bag over my shoulder and walking closer to the bus, knocking on the door. Almost immediately, someone opened the door. Jaime grinned at me, stepping back so I could walk in. "Welcome to the PTV bus!" He said, hyper as always. I chuckled, shaking my head at him, but walking in, despite how confused I was about what was going on.

"No offense, but I thought I was going to ride with my band." I said to him, as we walked further into the bus, where we saw Mike and Tony laying on the couches, but no Vic.

"About that, I decided that we could be nice and pick you up, since the SWS bus has to drive all over the country to pick you guys up, it'd be one less stop to make." Mike explained, laying down on the couch. I nodded, my eyes still searching for Vic. Mike must have noticed, "He's in the back lounge, sleeping. Hasn't been sleeping well." He said, sitting up on the couch. I nodded once again, resisting from asking any other questions.

Despite being curious about what was going on with Vic, I tried to ignore it, and instead focused on hanging out with the rest of the guys from Pierce The Veil. "So, how's the album coming along?" I asked them, raising an eyebrow as I took a seat next to Mike.

"Well, we have most of the songs done, but you know how Vic like to have everything perfect." Mike said, chuckling as he probably remembered all the times that they had spent in the studio and Vic had to have everything be perfect. I nodded, understanding. I was almost the same way, but I wasn't half as bad as Vic was.

"Do you think you'll have it next year?" I asked them, raising an eyebrow. Mike, Tony, and Jaime all shrugged, probably hoping they would.

Every now and then while I talked with them, my gaze drifted to the back lounge. I was trying to focus on them, but every time I looked at the back door, I was wondering if Vic was okay. That last time I saw him, he hadn't look his best and I just wanted to know if he was okay now, or at least what was wrong with him the last time I saw him. I looked back at Jaime, who was going over how they planned on doing their first show and what song they planned on playing for the first show. I nodded, following along with him as much as I could with my mind constantly drifting back to Vic and if he was doing okay.

"Kell, you can go check on him if you want to. If he's asleep though, just don't wake him up, he needs all the sleep he can get." Mike said, nodding to the back room where Vic was sleeping. I nodded in understanding, getting off of the couch and walking to the back lounge door, resting my hand on the doorknob. I let out a deep breath, before opening the door.

I walked in, not looking at Vic yet, but closing the door quietly behind me. I glanced over at the couch, and saw Vic laying there, his eyes closed and a blanket wrapped tightly around him. He looked so peaceful.

At first glance if you didn't know him, you wouldn't think he was a 31 year old man in a "rock" band, but instead probably a teenager who was sleep deprived. Looking at him, I could see the bags under his eyes. I walked closer to him, being careful not to wake him up. He really did need all the sleep he could get with how he looked. It looked like he hadn't slept right in weeks. He was smiling happily in his sleep, which made me smile, kneeling down in front of him. He sighed in his sleep, letting out a deep breath, but not waking up.

I sighed quietly. Now that I looked at him, I could see that he hadn't been right in a really long time. I frowned, looking at him more closely. His hair was messy and unkept, covered by a snapback even in his sleep. It looked like he hadn't taken care of his hair like he use to in weeks, much like how he looked like he hadn't slept right in weeks.

I wondered how long he had been like this, sleep deprived and such. He looked like he was tired, but not only sleeping tired, but just tired of the world. I didn't want to think that that was the case, because I had always known Vic to be happy, not depressed like he looked right now. He looked absolutely nothing like he had the last time I had seen him. Then he looked completely content, but now, he looked tired and sleep deprived. I let out a shaky breath, standing up from my place next to the couch, but as I did, Vic moved around, and he let out a quiet groan, right before his eyes fluttered open.

They meant mine, surprise filling them, before they were wiped of any emotion. Vic sat up, fixing his snapback. "I'm guessing we just picked you up?" He asked, wiping the sleep out of his eyes. I nodded. "Well," He said, standing up, "It's good to see you Kells." He said, the blank look being replaced with joy and happiness. I grinned, nodding.

"It's good to see you again too, Vic." I said, smiling at him. He returned the smile, hugging me before pulling back before I even got the chance to hug him back.

After the hug, both of us sat on the couch that Vic had previously been sleeping on, both of us just sitting in silence for a few seconds before he broke the ice. "Did your band even tell you we were going to pick you up?" He asked, amusement filling his voice.

Despite my confusion on why he looked so sad earlier, I shook my head, "Nope, I thought my band was going to pick me up, but nope. I was pretty surprised when I saw your guys' bus pull up." I told him. He nodded, chuckling a little.

"Don't worry, I just heard about it yesterday when Mike called me." He said, shrugging his shoulders as we talked. I chuckled, I could see Mike forgetting to tell him about it.

After that, the both us joked around, me almost completely forgetting about the state Vic looked like before he woke up.

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Aww, aren't you all proud!? I updated this with a real chapter! I'm gonna warn you guys now, since I don't think I did at the beginning.. This is planned to be an extremely sad book. It will have a happy ending and happy moments and chapters, but the over all thing is depressing. There is a reason for it but that is a personal reason. Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and look forward to the next one! Comment, vote, and like!