Hell above. And below. And right in front of us. A kellic fanfiction

Teenagers

Vic P.O.V

Gun shots. All I heard was gunshots. We had just pulled out of the amphitheater and Sleeping With Sirens was the only band still there. I had wanted to check on Kellin, but Mike said it was probably the hunting range afew miles away. Still, the worry was taking over. I had managed to get Jack's phone number, he was a pretty cool dude. I grabbed my phone and texted him.

'Hey man, its Vic. Are you guys ok? I heard a gunshot.' No response. After about 20 minutes of sitting at a gas station, I called him. No answer. Something was wrong. And all I could imagine was Kellin, on the floor, a bullet in his chest.

"Guys, GUYS. There's something in the back of the bus." Jaime whispered loudly from the bunks. Tony, being the turtle he is, jumped under a pile of clothes and hid.

"Guys! I think it's a person!" Jaime said, louder this time. Mike grabbed his pocket knife out of his coat and I got a baseball bat. Jaime held up his phone and used it as a flashlight. As we moved towards the back, I saw a figure with fiery red hair duck under a desk. Jaime saw it too, and shone his flashlight on the figure.

"GERARD? WHY THE HELL ARE YOU ON OUR BUS? AND WHY IS THERE BLOOD ON YOUR FA-" I was cut off because I saw what he had in his hand. A gun. And by his side, was a body bag. With black hair sticking out of it.

And by the knife that was suddenly at my throat.