Just A Painter | Kellic

27.

Kellin's P.O.V:

"Mike? Where's Vic? Where is he?" I cry the moment he comes inside the house, and I notice he had his phone in his hand and one of Vic's hoodie's in the other.

"He got into a car crash, Kellin, we have to go see him, now." Mike says, and when he says that, my heart stops. My breathing stops. I can't take so much at once.

"Vic?" I ask softly, my eyes watering, and Mike takes my hand gently, making me snap and pull away. He's lying, he's lying.

"What? No, no, no, you're lying, you're lying!" I cry, backing away from Mike, and he grabs my hands, pulling me to him. I can't process all this, and i'm going to faint.

"Kellin, calm down. Calm down. We're going to see him right now, okay? Calm down." He says, and I shake my head frantically, running out of his grasp and to the front door. I'm stopped by Jaime opening it, and he looks down at me.

"Where's Theo? Where's my fucking son? Jaime, Mike is lying to me, make him stop!" I cry, hugging him tightly and crying into his shirt, and he holds me back tightly.

"Theo is with Tony until he makes it to the hospital, okay? We're going to go see Vic now." Jaime says gently, and I start to cry harder.

"C'mon, sweetheart." Jaime says gently, leading me towards his car, and he gets into the front seat as I crawl into the back with Mike. I can't contain my tears, I want to see my boyfriend and I want to see him now.

"Shh, Kells, i'm sure he's okay." Mike whispers as I cling onto him tightly, and I start to shiver, making Mike hand me the hoodie he was holding and letting me put it on. I breathe in the scent a little, and it fears me that Vic might be dead.

"Is he dead? O-Oh my God, did Vic die? Mike, did he?" I cry, gasping for air, and he grabs my shoulders, reassuring me once again. I can see in his eyes that he was very much in fear.

"Shush. He's fine, I just know it. He's fine." He says, and the car comes to a stop, making me run out and dash towards the hospital. When I open the doors, I immediately run up to the front desk.

"Where's Vic Fuentes? Hurry up and tell me!" I yell, and the lady jumps back a little in her seat, typing away at her computer.

"What are your relations to him?" She asks, and I growl at her.

"I'm his husband, just tell me where he fucking is!" I scream, not caring about anything else at this point.

"Room 3A-" She starts, but I take off running, all the way upstairs. When I arrive at the room, I open the door, to see my boyfriend laying in the hospital bed, coils and wires springing out of his arm, him fast asleep.

"Oh, baby, you're okay." I whisper, going over to him and sitting next to him, and I stroke his cheek gently, a bandaid covering a scratch on his other.

He's okay.

He's alive.

He's breathing.

He's okay.

"I'm so sorry, I never should've called you." I whisper, kissing his forehead gently and letting my lips linger there for a little, and I close my eyes, slipping my fingers through his gently and holding his hand. He gives it a mild, subconscious squeeze, making me smile a little and relax.

"I love you, so fucking much." I whisper, moving closer to him, and his heart rate starts to speed up, making me panic.

"Vic?" I ask frantically, and his eyes open immediately at the sound of my voice. He looks at me, grabbing me and pulling me on top of him to kiss me deeply, and I kiss him back harder, him groping at my ass and making me look at him. He keeps his hand firmly there, and I sigh in relief, my eyes fluttering closed.

"Don't worry, baby, I wasn't going to leave you." He says, his voice deep from his slumber, and I smile brightly, breaking down into even more tears. He's awake, alive, and breathing.

"I was so scared, Vic, so scared, I need you in my life, forever. I love you." I whisper, and he rubs my back slowly, wiping away my tears gently. He kisses my neck slowly and gently, hugging me tightly.

"I know, angel. And I need you, Kellin, a lot more than you think. Don't ever think for a second that i'm leaving you, because i'm not, and I never will. I love you, so much."  Vic whispers reassuringly, kissing my ear gently, and I curl up into him, letting mumble sweet things into my ear as I drift off to sleep.

When I awaken, I stay with Vic overnight in the hospital, eating snacks and watching movies. He only had minor infractions on his body, but had two very large gashes on his leg which required more than thirty stitches and multiple surgical processes. He had heavy dosages of morphine to cure him.

All in all, Vic was okay, and that made me so happy. We were okay, Theo was okay, and everything after, would be perfect.

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Oops.

Sorry about that, my fingers slipped.

Sorry for giving you all heart attacks!

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