Suicide ↠ Kellic

Kellin

"I think I'm happy," she smiled, "I'm smiling, that means I'm happy, right?"

Ruby grinned brightly.

"Happy isn't something you do, Rubes," I chuckled, "it's something you feel."

"In that case, Eric, I am happy, for sure!"

"Why do you call me Eric?"

"I can't tell you," she chuckled, pushing her hair away from her eyes, "but it's something to do with Vic."

I hummed, not bothering to ask again, I've asked her numerous amount of times, but she never tells me.

"How do you think Vic is," Ruby wondered.

"I'm not sure," I shrugged.

"I heard that Mikey guy is a psycho, can you believe that?" She gushed, seeming genuinely shocked, "he's homophobic, or homocidal, or maybe both."

"That's not a good mix," Personally, I don't believe a word she's telling me, Michael, though I've never met him, doesn't sound like a sociopath from what I've heard, "who told you this?"

"The nurse."

"The nurse told you?"

"Well no, I heard her, when Michael isn't in solitary, he has the cell next to me, I'm not sure why we have cells, Joey says its for others safety, Joey is my nurse by the way," she subconsciously laced her fingers in her hair, plaiting it, "well, the nurse was asking him all sorts of questions, 'why do you hurt the person?' and 'was it intentional?' things like that."

That can't be true, can it? They wouldn't lock Vic down there with a psychopath would they?

"Then he told the nurse he was gay, gay! He tried kill someone's boyfriend, I think, because he liked this guy," she continued to ramble.

But by now I could hardly concentrate, my main thoughts were on Vic and his possible safety.

Though we weren't official, I think we both liked each other very much so, we act coupley, hold hands, kiss, and now apparently worry about each other.

It's hard not to worry.

He's locked down there with a potential sociopath.

Although he wouldn't have a weapon of some sort to attack him, Vic was weak, in the nicest possible way, and he could easily get beaten to death, chocked or even suffocated. He still had another four days in there to full fill.

"Eric?"

"Yeah, Ruby?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"What?" That hurt, she's so innocent, child like innocent, yet she knows that somethings up with her, something that is inevitable and not changeable, it's not her fault.

"Please, Kellin, what's wrong with me," she chocked.

"You have-" I paused, do I really want to tell her what's up with her, ruin her possibility of happiness.

"I have what?"

"Aspergers syndrome," I sighed, rubbing my temples.

"Am I bad? Is that bad?" Her eyes were now tear stained and glossy.

"No, definitely not. You're perfect, naive and innocent, your oblivious to your surroundings and your lucky, I'm jealous in fact," I smiled, "not only are you pretty, like Ariel, but your smart, and you're so kind to every one and your smile literally brightens everyone's day."

"You're Vic's Eric," she grinned childishly.

"I'm what?"

"He's Ariel, because he's a mermaid, and you Eric, because you're his human prince."

My heart fluttered at the thought.

Did he really think that.

"Is that why you call me Eric?"

"Yup!"

I smiled to myself, honestly feeling good about myself, for once in my life.

I really liked Vic, in the small time we've known each other, he's become my rock, the person I turn to when I need something, someone to cry on, keep me in my place.

I really fucking like him.

"I want a prince Eric," Ruby sighed, looking down sadly.

"You'll find your prince Eric one day, every princess has one, what makes you any different?"

"You're the best, Kel!"

It's barely been a day and I'm missing Vic, call that a fucking attachment.

The dorm just doesn't feel the same without him.

It's cold and lonely when I don't have him to hold me, it's weird not waking up in the night with him, holding him when he sobs.

It's just strange.

Jaime and Tony are good company, but I miss his presence at group therapy. I miss watching him hand his leftovers to Jaime at lunch.

I miss him and it's hardly been a day.