It'll Have To Be Enough [Kellic]

Everything Red

Kellin's POV

"Thank you, Minneapolis! Goodnight!" I yelled over the crowd, and they roared, screaming "Encore! Encore!"

"We've played up all our time today, folks!" I yelled into my mic, my voice raw, "Please welcome the last show of the night! PIERCE. THE. VEIL!"

The crowd went insane as SWS picked up our equipment and hauled it off stage. As I passed by Vic, he gave me a quick kiss before heading onto the stage.

Someone handed me a sweaty water bottle, and I guzzled down its contents in the matter of a few seconds. Tonight was an epic show, the best of this tour. I glanced around the black curtains at Pierce The Veil, as Vic took his place behind the mic, slinging his guitar across the front of his body. Jamie was up on stage, tuning his bass, but why was Jinxx up there...? Tony and Mike were chatting under the roar of the crowd.

"How are you guys doing tonight?" Vic said into the mic.

An ear-shattering chorus of words came from the crowd it was hard to pick out any on word.

"I hope that means good!" Vic said with a lighthearted laugh as the crowd died down. "Now, tonight, we're trying something new. Jinxx from Black Veil Brides," the crowd roared again, "is going to be playing bass along with Jamie tonight!"

Jinxx waved at the crowd and they screamed again. All of us wore earplugs on or around the stage and it was still deafening.

"We're gonna start with a little song called Hell Above," Vic said, and moments later they launched into the opening notes.

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It was almost the end of their set, when Vic spoke into the microphone once more.

"Can I get Kellin out here?" Vic asked, turning his head in my direction.

Justin shoved me onto stage, also sending my water bottle flying into the crowd.

"Can you guess what song we're doing?" Vic yelled as the crowd screamed "KING FOR A DAY!"

"You got it!" Vic said, walking over to me, and out of nowhere, shoving his fingers into my hair and pulling me into a deep kiss. The crowd loved it, and a thousand cries of "KELLIC! KELLIC!" sounded throughout the venue.

"Come on, babe!" Vic yelled as he dragged me over to the microphones.

The band pounded out the first notes of King For A Day.

"Dare me to jump off this Jersey bridge! I bet you've never had a Friday night like this! Keep it up, keep it up, lets raise our hands! Look up in the sky and I see red! Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy, red for the drink that's mixed with suicide! Everything red!"

I was so lost in the raw edge in his voice I almost missed my part.

The song finished with the screams of our fans, and we were joined on the stage by the rest of BVB and SWS to take a bow.

All at once, like we'd rehearsed it, all of us stood up straight again and said "Goodnignt, Minneapolis!"

Although I swear Andy said Green Bay, which is where we were three days ago. We all walked off the stage in quick succession, picking up instruments as the lights went down and the house lights were up again.

"Party time!" Ashley yelled, dancing around in a circle. "Where's the Jack?! Where's the Purdy Girls?!"

"Hey, hey!" Andy said, grabbing Ash by the shoulders. "What about me?"