Kellin Quinn Imagines

The Haters Get To You

TRIGGER WARNING

"She's such a fat and ugly slut!"
"I heard she's fucking Andy Beirsack behind his back!"
"She doesnt deserve him!"
"Kellin can do so much better!"
"Kill yourself bitch!"
"Nobody likes you!"
"Omfg she's so ugly!"
"Why's Kellin Quinn dating THAT!?!"
"She's definitely a gold digger!"
"Is Kellin fucking blind? He must be to date something as ugly as THAT!"

Tears form in your eyes as you read through all of these comments that people have made about and to you on social media. You stop scrolling and you cant breathe as you read one comment.

"He cant possibly love that ugly whore!"

That person was right. What is there to love about you? If you cant think of one positive thing about yourself, how can he? He cant love you. You drop your phone and clutch the cushions on the couch as tears fall from your eyes and you start shaking. He saved your life. He ended your depression. He stopped you cutting. He told you he loved you.

But...

What is he never meant it? What if he was just taking pity on you? What if he was just being nice?

The familiar urge returns and you try so hard to fight it and then you realize: there's no point in fighting it, nobody would care anyway. You jump up from the couch and run to the bathroom, not bothering to lock the door as only you are at home. You see the razor and the urges get stronger. You sit on the edge of the bath tub, holding the blade tightly in your hand. You hear the loud thumping of your heart beat echoing inside your head as the urges get stronger and stronger. You bring the blade to your wrist and hold it there for a moment, staring at it. You might as well end it all now. When you're alone. But first you must write a letter, to explain to Kellin why. You quickly grab a pen and a piece of paper.

"Dear Kellin,

By the time you read this I will probably be dead. Im so sorry. The haters, they got to me. All of the comments became too much. I tried to be strong, to resist the urges. But I couldnt fight them. They were telling me to kill myself and if thats what will make them stop then its my only option. Thank you for saving me and making me feel loved over the past few years, they've been the best years of my life. The bathroom door will not be locked but I dont think you'll want to go inside and see my corpse, I'll try to make it clean and not get blood everywhere. Just know that in my last moments, I will think of you and how happy you made me, how much I loved you and will always love you. Please, dont blame yourself, it isnt your fault at all. I guess Im just not strong enough. For a moment I doubted if you really did love me, the comments were that bad. Feel free to look through the comments on my phone. I wasnt cut out for this life, this is not where I belong. You saved me, you loved me, you kept me here. But Im not strong enough. I cant fight it. I love you so much Kellin. I hope you live a very long and happy life. There's just one thing I'd like you to do for me, one final thing: remember me as I was, happy, joyful, smiling and beautiful in your eyes. I'll always be watching over you. I love you.

Goodbye, (Y/N) Xxxx"

You leave the letter beside the closed door of the bathroom in the hall before returning to the side of the bath tub. You hold the blade there again, your heart beat being the only sound you can hear. Why are you hesitating? Just do it. DO IT.

Whats stopping you? Why arent you just DOING IT? Its never been a problem before!?!

Your heart beat gets louder and louder inside your head as you focus on what you're doing. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, looking back down at your wrist. Suddenly the bathroom door swings open, your gaze shoots to the doorway. Kellin stands there, tears in his eyes, suicide note in hand. He pulls the blade out of your hand and throws it across the bathroom floor before kneeling infront of you. Tears flow from your eyes again, Kellin pulls you into his arms.
"You almost gave me a heart attack (Y/N), my heart actually stopped beating for a few seconds when I read that letter." He admits, crying.
You sniffle into his shoulder "Im s-so sorry!" You burst into tears again.
Kellin rubs circles in your back "Shhh baby its alright. You're not going to be hurt anymore, I promise you I will fix this. Nobody is ever going to be this mean to you again. Im not going to lose you, I cant. I love you so much (Y/N). You are strong, you are beautiful and this is where you belong. You belong here, with me, where you're safe."
You pull away and kiss his cheeks "How do you plan to stop them?"
Kellin is thoughtful for a moment "Do you mind if I take a picture of your suicide note and post it on social media? I have a plan." He smiles devilishly.
You raise an eyebrow and nod "Sure, its got nothing too personal in it."
Kellin quickly takes a picture of the note and posts it on social media with the caption: "ARE YOU HAPPY NOW HATERS, THE LOVE OF MY LIFE WROTE THIS!!! YOU GUYS PUSHED HER TOO FAR!!! IM NEVER GOING TO BE ABLE TO WRITE ANY MUSIC AGAIN, GREAT JOB, I HOPE YOU'RE ALL PROUD OF YOURSELVES!!!" And you watch in awe as you get thousands of dm's and comments saying how sorry the haters are. Kellin smiles triumphantly "Selfie baby?"
You giggle and nod "Sure, why not?"
Kellin smiles widely and kisses your cheek before taking a selfie with you and posting it with the caption: "She did write that letter but I got here just in time and saved her again. If you haters dont stop leaving all those nasty ass comments Im leaving the band, Im not joking. This girl means the world to me and I love her with all my heart, dont you dare hurt her again. Dont you fucking DARE."
You kiss Kellin passionately "I love you so much!"
He smiles against your lips "I love you too baby, you're safe now, nobody will ever hurt you again." He pulls you into his arms again and you've never felt so safe.