Change of Fate (Kellic)

Chapter 8

Kellins POV

Grabbing my phone i look at it to se a message from mum.
To Kellin: Hey kiddo, sorry its last minute but me and Cara miss you so much we booked a seat on the bus up to us today at 1pm. I know you have school but ill call them for you. love you and see you later xxxx
Aww i love my mum, and i cant wait to get out of here for a few days. I mean, im not going to lie, i will miss Vic but i need to get away from my dad. Im getting weak from all the beatings and not being able to heal and its just getting too much. I just want to die to be honest. i decide i should reply to my mum before my thoughts get too much:
From Kellin: Thanks mum, i miss you guys so much too :'( i cant wait to see you later xxx

Placing my phone down a sit up off Vic and look at him shyly. "uh, s-sorry for falling asleep on y-you again" i mumble.
"No dont worry Kells, look i know you came here looking for me last night, and can i just say, im so happy you came to me Kellin. Please if you ever need me dont ever hesitate to text or call me, or even come over. alright?" he reassures me.
"Okay, thanks" i say quietly, glancing up at him, seeing his big brown eyes filled with worry. I hug him tightly and decide to tell him about going to my mums for a few days. "Um, I'm actually going up to my mums for a few days, i leave today, so you wont have to worry about me." He just looks me deep in the eyes and says "Kellin please text me everyday? Even if its not much, but please let me know you're alright?" i feel so bad now.
"of course Vic, id actually kinda like that."

*At his mums*

"Hey baby! Ahhh i missed you so much!" mum hugs me tightly as i get off the bus, breathing in when she squeezes the whip lashes. "hey mum, i missed you too" i say sadly, she pulls away and examines my face. Shit i need an excuse.
"Kellin what happened to your face?" she asks as she gently touches it, meanwhile Cara had her arms wrapped around my leg. I decide to bend down to hug Cara and reply "Oh, uh, just me being clumsy and tripped, fell on a glass coffee table" that was the worst excuse I've ever said. She gives me a look of 'i know you're lying' but also a 'are you okay' worried look. I just give her my classic fake smile and she looks at me curiously then turning to put my bag in the car.

After dinner and catching up with mum and Cara, i decide im tired and want to go to bed. Cara insists on coming with me so i kiss mum of the cheek and she hugs me, telling me she's happy im here, and i head upstairs holding Caras hand. We change and get into bed, she snuggles into me and she falls into a deep sleep. A good 4 hours later and i cant take this anymore,all these fucking voices. I carry Cara back to her own bed and come back into my room exhausted but unable to sleep so i decide, why not take a few sleeping pills? After getting a little carried away and downing 3/4 of a bottle i swiftly pass out under my covers, only to wake up violently throwing up 9 hours later.

I move fast to my bathroom and throw up about 4 times. "Kellin whats going on?! are you okay? oh sweetie" she kneels down and pushes my hair out of my eyes and out of the danger zone, gently rubbing my back which hurts like a bitch. "Are you sick honey? i thought you were a little down yesterday." She feels my burning forehead, huh little does she know its from a slight overdose of pills and not a fever. "Your burning Kellin, come on, ill give you some medicine" she says gently. After throwing up two more times she helps my weak body up to brush my teeth and guide me back to my bed. I flop down exhausted, even though i slept for ages. i get back under my covers and snuggle back down with mum returning with a cold towel and some pills, significantly less than i took yesterday, and a glass of water. Handing them to me, i take them then lay down and make myself comfortable. Mum pushes my hair off my sweaty forehead and places a cold cloth on it, kissing me sweetly on my cheek and turning off the light to leave me to get more rest.

A few hours later, i wake to hear the Spongebob Squarepants theme tune playing downstairs. I may be 17 but my god do i love spongebob. Feeling physically significantly better, lets not think about mental at this point, i make my way downstairs, grabbing a bowl of cereal and plant myself in between my mum and little sitter.
"You feeling better hun?" I nod enthusiastically. "yea i feel so much better, i dont know what happened this morning" i lie. She hums an agreement and squeezes my knee. The rest of the day we just chill and play a few board games, Cara 'winning' them all obviously.