Better Off Dead (Kellic) ✔️

16: Vic

**Vic's POV**

Call me crazy and all, but I had made the suggestion for Kellin to sleep in my bed with me.

Yes, I admit that's just plain weird and it made things a little awkward, but I knew that even though he was dead and a ghost and all, that he still needed sleep. He had told me that much. I felt quite a bit of sympathy for the guy and didn't want him to like, have to sleep on my crappy couch or the floor, so that's why I suggested it.

After a moment of super awkward silence, which technically is always awkward since I'm the only one that technically talks, he agreed to the offer.

So here I was, lying in bed, with the obvious dent beside me, which made up for Kellin's body. It was still weird to think that a ghost in fact weighed something.

It still felt a bit creepy too how Kellin could always see me, yet I could only see him through the reflection of a mirror. Of course there was no way I slept naked now, obviously. I hadn't after I first realized there was something strange going on here.

I found myself wondering whether Kellin slept naked. I mean it wasn't like I could see him anyways if he was.

Wait, why was I even thinking about that?

Stop Vic, your gay is showing.

But I couldn't help myself. I was curious.

I glanced beside me for a moment. The dent in the mattress wasn't moving, so I figured that he was asleep. Very quietly I rolled out of bed and made my way to the mirror that stood on the other side of the room. I carefully grabbed it and angled it a little towards the bed.

There he was, sleeping soundly, curled up on his side like a kitten. And no he wasn't naked; he was fully clothed in fact, apart from shoes. I wasn't disappointed though, he looked adorable the way he laid there.

I smiled to myself as I watched him for a few minutes through the reflection of the mirror.

No, wait... Vic stop, just stop.

I put the mirror back against the wall and sighed silently. "What the hell is wrong with me?" I whispered, almost amused with my own stupid thoughts.

I turned back towards the bed, my eyes falling on the key that I had found in the basement. Kellin would sometimes play with it for hours. I really wondered what it was for. He didn't seem to remember though.

Whatever it was, it must've been down in the basement too, I figured.

"Oh what the hell, I'm not tired anyways." I muttered quietly before grabbing the key and throwing on a pair of sweatpants. I sighed a little and made my way down to the basement, turning on the light bulb that illuminated the big basement only just enough to really see.

I wondered how Kellin managed to work down here and not go crazy back when he was still alive.

I looked around for a moment and decided to rummage through the stuff beside and behind the staircase. That was one part where we hadn't looked yet.

Kellin had this key for a reason, obviously. And if there is a key, then there must be a lock (anyone understand that reference? or that one? no? okay... but if you do then I love you)

After looking through a bunch of stuff and not finding anything that the key belonged to, I sighed and leaned back against a couple of boxes. I glanced down at my watch, and exactly as the arrow hit 3 AM, I heard a strange noise beside me.

I wasn't entirely sure what it was. But whatever it was, it came from under the cloth that covered something beside me. I stood straight up again and pulled the cloth away, firing it over some boxes behind me.

There stood a really odd looking chair with a fairly big, black box on it. The box had a weird symbol kind of carved into it, and so did the head of the chair. It was a circle with a cross through it, surrounded by a big pentagram and five smaller circles.

On the front of the box I noticed a keyhole.

I smiled with premature triumph as I took the key out of my pocket and looked at it for a few seconds. This had to be it. This had to be what the damned key was for.

I then put the key into the box and stopped.

Hold on, shouldn't I wake Kellin? No, I couldn't do that.

Should I wait until he's awake?

Nope my damn curiosity is getting the best of me. I needed to know what was in this. I just had to.

I turned the key and heard a few clicking sounds, until the lid popped open just slightly. The same weird noise from earlier erupted silently from the box, making the hairs on my arms stand up.

"Well, let's look at what's in here." I murmured.