Poison (Jc Caylen fanfiction)

Chapter 34

{Second to last chapter!!}

(Ricky's Pov)
<~About a week later~> (Omg, sorry for so many time skips Dx)

I'm really worried about Kian, he's hardly eaten anything in the past few days. I offer him food every time I see him, but he responds with "I already ate." or "Not hungry." It's now becoming a chore just to make sure that he's even drinking any fluids. It's almost as if he wants to die a slow and painful death... as if he were punishing himself.

(Kian's Pov)

I realize that Ricky's worried about me, but I wish he'd just leave me be... I'll eat when I'm hungry. I'm perfectly fine.... I'm doing great. I'm just a little tired is all... "Kian," Ricky startles me from my thoughts of denial. "You need to eat something." He finishes. I shake my head and say "I'm not hungry." but as soon as I finish my sentence my stomach lets out a dying wale sound. I smile sheepishly up at Ricky. "Eat." He says, dropping a subway sandwich into my hands. "No." I say calmly, setting it down on the counter. "Eat it, or I'm signing you up for therapy. Kian, I'm worried about you!" He threatens.  I sigh and grab the sandwich off the counter. "Fine. But only because you're threatening me." I say, unwrapping part of it and taking a big bite.

Ricky smiles at me and turns on his heel. "I'll be back." He announces, walking outside. I wait until I see his car leave, and I spit the bite into the sink. I wipe my mouth and turn on the garbage disposal. As I finish disposing the rest of the sandwich, I feel a sharp pain in my side. "Ow?" I whisper, looking down at my side and turning off the disposal. The pain dulls a bit and I find myself heading to the bathroom for a quick shower. I strip myself of all my clothes and look in the mirror. I was skinny before, but because I've refused to eat, you can see that my face is sunken in and my ribs are more visible. I shake my head and step into the running shower, letting the warm water spill down my face and chest.

(Melody's Pov)

When I left Jc's house, an eary feeling washed over me... signaling that I was to never speak to him again. But I was wrong... he would never speak to me again. I've sent texts, emails and even phone calls, I've even contacted his manager. Nothing.

(Jc's Pov)

I didn't want to kick Melody out that night. Something inside me drove me to. Granted it felt great, but it also broke me a little. It was as if when she walked out, a little piece of my heart left with her... Believe me, the last thing I wanna do is hurt her, it just had to be done. She sent me so many mixed signals when she and Kian were dating... and when I finally jumped at one and stole a kiss, I was at fault. Which makes zero sense. I know I was a little hard on her, but she was also at fault. I felt bad that she and Kian ended things on bad terms, but, shit happens. I've gotten all of her phone calls and stuff as well. You don't know how much will power it took to just ignore them...

Ricky's been coming over a lot lately, I've asked him to keep me up on how Kian's been doing. Apparently, not so well... Ricky said that he's been refusing to eat or drink anything, that all he does is sleep and when he isn't sleeping, he's staring blankly at a wall.

I hear a loud knock at the door, assuming it's Ricky, I call out. "Come in."
I hear the door open then close and footsteps leading toward me. Ricky appears in the hallway, a blank expression plastered on his face. "What's up, Rickster?" I say cheerily. "Come on, we gotta go." I furrow my eyebrows. "Go where?" I ask standing up and walking towards my shoe rack. "Home. You're coming home with me and talking to Kian." He says as I slip on my torn up vans. I give him a worried look and he walks out the door, I follow close behind.