Lonely Life ~A Kellin Quinn Fanfiction~

Memories

I open my eyes to feel something cold on my head. I go to sit up, but I realize someone has their arm on me. Then they move it. I look over and it was Kellin. I'm on the couch...

"I'm so sorry!" Are the first words to come out of my mouth. He smiles and lightly lays me back down.

"You need to lay down. Your head was bleeding. But what are you sorry for?" He gives me a confused look.

"Well, first for that. Him. What happened?" I was worried about what sort of damage my cousin could have caused.

"Don't worry. It's fine! It's not like you knew it was going to happen. But seriously who was that dude?"

"Ah... That was my cousin. He's been asking me for money. I felt bad that I didn't give him any because I know what it's like to be broke. So I was going to lend him some. He wanted $200. I couldn't afford that. I was going to give him some but he just took my wallet which had other things in it too. It ended up in an argument and he shoved me, so I hit him and he knocked me over and stuff but that's all... I'm really, really sorry. I didn't know he was like that. I thought he was different since I was living with him. He's just a drunk all the time that does drugs. I hate him but I felt bad..." I put my head in my hands in shame.

"It's fine. Really, don't worry." He stood up and walked across the room and continued, "I'm sorry you have family like that. It must be pretty shitty... But, I was able to...." He walks back over and sits back down, poking me in my arm.

"Able to what?" I look over and he's holding the wallet out. "Oh.. Thank you so much!" I hug him out of instinct, which then made myself seem really awkward. "Ah... Sorry..."

He laughs a little. I open the wallet to make sure it's all there. I see the picture, which is what I was mostly worried about. I take it out and smile. It's just a small piece of paper but it means so much to me...

"Daddy! Can we get a picture in front of the whale?" We were at a large aquarium.

"Sure, Honey. Here." He handed me a five dollar bill and I took it to the photographer. I grabbed my mom's hand and we all went in front of the large whale in the glass exhibit. I had been happy. I smiled without an issue. My mom let me keep that picture... She said when I get older it would mean something to me, and oh. It does. But two days after that... We went to visit my Aunt. She had been wanting to see us. But once we got there, my parents had to run and get groceries for the dinner that night. But they never came back. They were shot in mass shooting...
I'll never forget that day. The only memory I really have of them is that. So my Aunt sent me to my cousin's. Then she passed on too. But the thing is, I've always been so used to this. So used to beinf hurt. Being alone. Hurting myself. I've never felt anything else. Except for when I listen to music. It calms me. But for some reason, it hurts me inside when someone is so kind. It makes me feel like they're only doing it for themselves. Even when that's not the case...

Kellin must have realized I was zoned out for a bit because he was standing in front of me and saying, "Hey, Chassity, are you okay?"

I felt a tear run down my right cheek. "Y-Yeah. I'm fine..." I wipe my face with my sleeve and put the photo back in the wallet.