The Last Big Scam [Completed]

Chapter 7- Not Prepared

A/N: Okay so I lost hope in writing this story after a while, but since raven33167 commented all over the last few chapters- I have been inspired to continue writing.

WARNING: the following could upset some, I had to at some point get to his so- better sooner than later I suppose.

Kevin's POV

When the door opened I wasn't at all prepared for what I saw.

His small figure laying in the bathtub, his head resting against the wall behind the tub, and so much red everywhere around him.

The next few things happened so quick that I have troubles even remembering everything that happened.

I am at his side.

His eyes are closed.

Cheeks red with streaks from tears.

Wrists laying in a pool of red.

He is in my arms.

My eyes are blurry, cheeks cold.

Head spinning.

Rushing to find a first aid kit.

His clothes soaked in red.

Then his shirt is off.

My hands shaking.

Bandages all along his arms.

Cold cheeks with blurred vision.

My head against his chest.

His breathing making my heart flutter.

He is back in my arms.

The dark hallway.

Room.

Bed.

Setting him on the bed.

Sitting on his desk chair trying to comprehend everything that just happened.

Breathe in
Breathe out
Some way, somehow
Say it all, say it now
Or don't say anything
All in, all out
Some way, some how
Say it all, say it now or don't say anything
[Sleeping With Sirens- Don't Say Anything]

I sing to myself trying to clear my mind, but doesn't help one bit.

How could Double D hurt himself like this?

He is such a smart, happy, cute person. Wait- never mind.

I want to help him. He would help me, why can't I be as good as a person as him?

My head..

My actions.

That's why. I act out... I want to be better though. I wonder if he- I couldn't ask him to do that.

I stand up from the desk chair and walk to Double D's bed and bend down next to him.

'Right now all I want it is to see you smile,' I think while pushing his hair out of his face as he sleeps.

I smile a little, he looks so peaceful and cute when he is asleep. I mean- he looks happier asleep.. I shake my head, you can't think that way, Kevin.

To hell with it! I lean down again as my cheeks go red and kiss his forehead.

"Get better soon," I whisper.