Feel (Kellic)

Chapter 28

hi hello I suck at updating

ALSO I'M AWARE THAT HANNAH IS MARRIED TO OLI SO HER LAST NAME IS SYKES, BUT I STARTED WRITING THIS A LONG TIME AGO, THUS WHY HER LAST NAME IS STILL SNOWDON AND WILL REMAIN SO.

Also, this is the second last chapter, so there will be one after this.

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I follow Nicholls down the hall, my confusion getting the best of me. Where are we going and who was he recently talking to? As much as I want to know why I have these repetitive dreams where I'm constantly dying, I'm beginning to be very uncomfortable with the situation at hand.

"Where are we going?" I ask Dr. Nicholls.

"I'm taking you to talk to some people who actually know what's going on better than I do." He answers, turning down another hall way. I follow behind him, chewing on my lip in.. Nervousness? I think I'm nervous.

The hallways seem to go on forever as I follow Nicholls past door after door, until we come across what seems to be a living room for the staff members. There are four large brown couches, a black coffee table in the center of the room, a black La-Z-Boy and a huge flat screen tv. No one else is in the room though.

"Sit." Nicholls says to me. I consider not sitting down at all, but in all honesty, I'm tired. I walk over to one of the brown couches and sit down.

"So.." I say as Nicholls stands by the door, clearly waiting for someone.

"They shouldn't be too long." Nicholls says and I nod, not having any idea who 'they' could possibly be. I keep my mouth shut though, sitting here on the couch with my leg crossed over the other, playing with my hair. I feel this weird feeling again, and I'm thoroughly confused by it. Today (or yesterday) was such a good day, it's been such a good week, but this weird feeling that always creeps into the day has found its way into the room right now, and it's making me feel sick.

I look up when I hear someone else enter the room. Nicholls shuffles to the side to let in a short boy, who I recognize as none other than Frankie. I furrow my eyebrows, getting more and more confused; why is he here?

But then three other people enter behind Frank; Vic, Davis and Miss. Snowdon. At this point, I'm way too confused to even call it confusion. I have never been this perplexed in my life. Honestly, what the fuck is going on?

The four new arrivals sit on the couches and chair. I remain quiet as Nicholls shuts the door behind himself and comes over to sit next to the two other staff members. Vic is sitting beside me, but not too close and Frankie is in front of me to my left.

"Wait just one second," I finally say after it's too quiet for too long, "What's going on? Like, why are you guys here? No offence but I don't think you'd be very interested in my dreams."

Mr. Davis glances at Nicholls and Miss. Snowdon before saying, "But that's the thing. We are." He pauses before saying, "Kellin, are you aware that Vic is dead?"

I blink. Of course I'm aware but... How does Davis know? And how does he know I know? I thought Frank and I were the only ones who knew that Vic is dead. "Um... yeah." I answer, gnawing on my lip. There's no point in lying, it's like I'm being interrogated. I also just want to know what's going on.

Davis nods, "I thought so. Kellin, have you been feeling like the world is slowly falling apart around you?" He asks me. I look at him, my eyes widening. How would he know that? I haven't told anyone about that.

But, I nod, slowly. It's time I figured out what is going on with this weird place.

Instead of Davis answering, Frankie speaks up, "There's something I need to tell you before we move on with our explanations. It'll just make it easier."