How Did You Get To My Life (Kellin Quinn)

(XIV) Kellin, I know it's painful

Kellin's POV

After I looked at the text my memories all flooded back to me.

~Flashback(s)~

It was" fucking 6:30 in the morning. My alarm clock was blaring in my ears. My arm swung over the side of my bed a and violently crushed the Snooze button. I groaned as I rolled out of bed. I hopped into the shower. At least the year will be over soon only 1 week left after today.

When I got out I slipped on a pair of black skinny's and a dark blue V-neck. I did my hair brushed my teeth then headed downstairs for breakfast.

At the table was Logan and my dad. My mom was in the kitchen. Right on que she put a plate of stacked pancakes in the middle of the oak table. I sat down and immediately started eating, so did everyone else.

We heard footsteps as Emily came down the steps. Her dark curly hair that went down to just her lower back with a streaks of lime green and dark blue was in her regular style, and her olive skin that didn't need tanning. Her dark green eyes that everyone says I have but hers are just amazing.

I always took care of her. She was my little sister. But only by a year. It was my 8th grade year and her 7th grade year. Me and Logan were twins but we look nothing alike. For some reason Logan has blonde hair while me and Emily have jet-black.

She skipped to the table singing a song that I couldn't make out. She grabbed a plate and put pancakes. We all ate in silence. My phone beeped indicating that we all had to get our sorry asses moving or we will be late to school.

Me Logan and Emily started our trek down the street to get to our school. Next year I will be at highschool and I will have to leave Emily here all by herself.

I glanced down at her wrists they were lined with bracelets. But then again she could just like bracelets a lot...

We arrived.

and my day went fairly well the only class I actually payed attention to and that was Choir. It was my life to sing. I met up with my little crew and we always hesitated going home on Friday.

When we got home we didn't see his car. We all rushed inside dinner was on the table and our mom was curled up in the couch. Me and Logan looked at eachother and we strictly told Emily to go to her room.

She rejected and said "No I need to be here for mom this has gone on for too long." Me and Logan shook our heads and I picked Emily up and put her on my back.

I carried her to her room and put her in her room. The whole time she was whispering "please please I want to help let me help please" When I got back downstairs the car pulled up. We hoped and prayed he wasn't drunk.

Me Logan and our mom were casually on the couch watching T.v. He bursts through the door. I see Mom jump as she wimpers slightly.

Our Dad casually says " So hows things going in the Bostwick house?" We all try to think about what he means but Logan is the first to answer. "All good... dinner is ready we were just watchng some t.v until you got home."

He smiles as he sways to get to the table. Our mom rushes to him and helps him into his chair. He holds his grip for a little longer as he says "thank you" We all slowly go to the table. As soon as we all sat down he immediatly and agerly questioned " where is Emily?"

Everyone is quiet exept for me " Umm she didn't feel well so she went upstairs to sleep." He put a smirk on and said "Well her missing dinner isn't going make her feel any better" he started to get up so he could go get her.