Lost (Kellic)

Chapter 2

3rd persons POV

Coming home from work earlier than normal Lisa and jack wanted to celebrate. Jack getting promoted in his job lightened their regular day and they just wanted to get back and have a celebratory dinner with Kellin. Unlocking the door and stepping in they poke their heads in the living room to where their son usually is when they get home. But he's not there. "He must be in his room, you go open a bottle of champagne and I'll go get him" Lisa says kissing jack sweetly before leaving up the stairs.

Opening her only sons bedroom door she finds it odd that he's not on his bed, his school bag and shoes are here. She then looks to the bathroom door realizing it's closed. "Ah he must be in the bathroom or something" She thought to herself. Knocking lightly on the door "kellin sweetie are you in there?" Silence. Realizing something's not right Lisa opens the door to find her son unconscious in a bath filled with bloody water. "JACK!" She screams. "JACK, HELP PLEASE JACK ITS KELLIN. OH GOD CALL AN AMBULANCE" she cries going over to the boy who is completely submerged underwater. Jack came running in seconds later "oh god. Shit Kells no no no no" he grabs him out the bath and places the drenched pale boy on the bathroom floor.

Pulling out his phone he calls 911 and hands the phone to his wife. "Hello yes please help my sons tried to kill himself I don't know if he's got a pulse please help! Fast!" After giving the address she hangs up and kneels beside Kellin. Jack in the meantime was giving him CPR trying to get him to cough up the water. Realizing the pills and alcohol he's taken he decides to stick his fingers down his sons throat. After a few times he gets nothing but doesn't stop. He would never give up on his baby boy. After a few more tries Kellin comes to with big choking sounds followed by a load of water and vomit.

Hearing the sirens approach was comforting for both Lisa and jack seeing as Kellin was slipping back into unconsciousness and fast. The paramedics came rushing into the house following the desperate voices. Everything was happening so fast for them, they pushed Kellins parents away from Kellin and immediately started checking his pulse and asking what he'd taken noticing various pill bottles. Placing him onto a stretcher they carried him down the stairs and wheeled him into the ambulance. Lisa grabbed a few clothes for Kellin and money and headed straight after them, climbing in the ambulance. Arriving at the hospital Kellin got taken away immediately and Lisa and Jack got directed into the waiting room where they both held each other and broke down. Completely lost as to why their beautiful boy would do such a heartbreaking thing.

Hours past and finally a doctor emerged. "Mr and Mrs Quinn?" They both shot up immediately. Millions of different outcomes passed though their heads at a million miles an hour.
"How is he? Is he ok?" Lisa spoke first.
"He's stable. Just. He's lucky to be alive, but he's pulled through and will make a full recovery. I'm surprised to be honest that he is still breathing right now with all the pills and alcohol he consumed. He's lost a lot of blood too so when he wakes up, which should be within the hour, he won't be feeling great at all. We can give him some medicine to help with the pain."
"Oh" was the only thing able to escape Jacks mouth. "Can we see him now?" He finally spoke.
"Of course, he will be fragile when he wakes. He's in room 462." Dr Carlile said and walked away.

Jack and Lisa were counting down the doors until they found Kellins room. Walking in was a sight that managed to break their hearts all over again. There Kellin was, bruised from his beating at school, bandaged, huge bags under his eyes, pale, skinny and weak looking. Thats the moment they realised they lost their beautiful boy sometime ago, thinking back to all the signs and excuses. But they were going to help get him better, he was going to realise how much he means to the world.

Sitting either side of his bed Lisa and Jack each take one of his hands. Lisa reaches over and gently caresses Kellins cheek, delicately brushing her thumb over one of the bruises. That's when Kellin started to stir.