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Authors Note: Hey guys this is my new story, the storyline may contain triggering or disturbing information for some readers, if you feel this is you don't read on! The punctuation and structure may not be the best but hope you enjoy?
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*Kellin's POV*
He's in a coma! He's in a fuckin' coma! I can't help but recite these words to myself, hoping that the more I say them the less believable they become.
It has been like this for the past few days the memories of what had happened and the laughs we carlessly shared moments before re-emerging, torturing me. It was my fault and there was nothing I could do to fix it; I had control so I should take responsibility but Vic is the one who has to suffer, how is it fair?
I perch against the edge of my plain white sheets, fiddling the fragile glass bottle between my shaking hands; how did I get here? I'm better off dead?
I'm in the dark. Alone. My thoughts as my only company. I twist the cap and gently pull the lid away, the bottle gleaming in the moonlight; I give it a forcefull shake and the pills scatter about the floor, frantically I select 10 of the powdered 'miricales' and place them into the palm of my pale hand.
I stare at them. What I do next could change everything...for better or worse...
*Vic's Pov*
Our song blaired out of the car speakers, special thanks to R1 rock show we we're goofing out carlessly for now!
"You told me think about it, well I did
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor" I sang along to my section of the song.
"Imagine living like a king someday
A single night without a ghost in the walls
And if the bass shakes the earth underground
We'll start a new revolution now" Kellin followed through now, I watched him eagerly he'd always looked beautiful singing!
He noticed my brisk movements and curiously faced me, I immediately saw him flush bright red, "what are you looking at bby" he giggled "just at how lucky I am to have you" I replied cheekily.
A smile spread across his face and he planted a kiss upon my cheek; I loved long car rides with Kellin it was like the world was shut out and I could be myself, no judgment attached.
HONKKKK!!!! A lorry horn furiously slammed, I whipped my head backwards in fright it was coming towards us; Kellin immediately grabbed the steering wheel forcing us to swerve staight off the motorway, everything fell into slow motion, was this real? My ears began to ring and the world was completly blocked out, I just wanted it to be over, each second felt like a neverending minute I remember banging my head against the windshield and that was all...
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Every Butterfly Falls
RomanceKellin is alone in his room. He has the pills. He has a choice. Vic is alone in hospital. He's in a coma. He has no choice but to survive.
