Suicide ↠ Kellic

Vic

Song: Blessed with a Curse by Bring Me The Horizon

Future me- lol I've seen bmth twice now I don't even think this bitch had seen them once what a loser

Edited

"Are you and Kellin boyfriends?" the red headed girl beside me asked. Me and Ruby had become closer, she'd taken a liking to me.

"I'm not entirely sure about that, Ruby," I sighed, running my hand through my hair.

We were sat, observing him and Jaime competitively play pool. Occasionally he'd give me glimpses, looking up and smiling. It was crazy how my admiration for this boy had increased after a few days since our first kiss.

"Mental case," someone scoffed as they strode past me and Ruby, I recognised him as Jeremy, an angry person who was in inpatient but had to visit daily during the week. I was about to stand up for her, but she pushed me back, smiling innocently at me.

"They can call me whatever they want, but why should I care if I can just swim away."

I didn't reply, I just nodded, chuckling. It amazed me how she was so unaffected by insults or nasty comments, she sure as hell got them enough, but it never phased her. She alway had that same, immature grin cheekily plastered on her rosy cheeks.

There was a part of me that wanted to think it was fake, not because I want her to be sad, but because I'm jealous. It would be amazing to permanently smile, and mean it, to not give a shit about anyone or anything.

I looked at the time, sighing as I realised it was group therapy soon, and I should provably round up Jaime and Kellin before they ended up stabbing each other with pool queue's.

"Vic," Ruby asked shyly before I could stand up.

"Yes, Rubes?"

"Is Kellin your Prince Eric?"

"I think he might be."

She grinned childishly, skipping up to Kellin and whispering something in his ear, which made him look my way and smile, before turning back to Ruby and nodding.

Jaime approached me, asking if I was ready for another painful sessions of therapy. I just shrugged in response. I didn't like speaking, but everyone there had discussed their issues, including me and Kellin. It's not like there's much new to share. Sometimes she teaches us things, other times we talk about things that help us cope, or things that trigger us. It's a big mess really.

Soon enough, Kellin neared, bidding goodbye to Ruby before we both Followed behind Jaime, who was leading us to Miss Jacksons room.

"We have someone new joining us," Miss Jackson announced, "his name is Cameron, I'd like you all to introduce yourselves when he arrives."

Not long after his introduction, a boy, around my age stormed angrily into the room. He was wearing a sleeveless black and red flannel, a plain black t-shirt beneath it, and black skinny jeans. Up his arms traced 2 full sleeves of tattoos, which crawled up his shoulders and sloped towards neck.

I'm not going to lie, he was incredibly attractive. I could see how blue his eyes were from the other side of the room, which came in contrast to his dark hair that stood atop his head.

He was incredibly sexy.

But, fortunately, he was nothing in comparison to Kellin.

"Sup," he winked at one of the girls, who just so happened to have horrific anxiety, and she burst into tears.

He pulled up a chair and joined the circle, that over the two weeks I'd been here, had gotten significantly larger. New faces were always difficult for me, social anxiety was an absolute bitch, but somehow I manage to cope, maybe it's that me and Kellin somehow always managed to maintain contact through the session, or just even the fact he was beside me.

"Hello, I'm Cameron. I'm 17 and I have probably fucked your bitch."

Fuckboy.

"I'm here because I have anger issues."

Attractive, yes. Nice, no.

He may be breathtakingly gorgeous, but there was no way I was going near him. I'd end up with broken bones or bruises.

Kellin squeezed my hand, and I gently squeezed back, smiling slightly at his reassurance.

The hour rolled by, we didn't do much, just another introduction for the new guy, and then we got to discuss problems with close friends, which during that time, I spent talking with Kellin about music.

This place isn't as bad as I made it out to be.

It's brought me Kellin.