The Lost Kids (kellic and cashby)

Chapter fourteen

The next day: Kellin's POV

I've been up for the whole night. The voices have been keeping me up, I think I'm slowly going insane. It's 10:30 and I think everyone is slowly waking up. I think I hear Alan and Austin whispering but then again it could all be in my head. I try to sit up but I can't, I feel pressure on my waist. I see Vic's are wrapped around me. I try to get his arm off of me but I can't, he has a strong grip on me. It's like he thought I will run away in the middle of the night. Should I wake him up? No he will get mad at you. I look at my phone. It's now 10:45. It doesn't matter, you will piss him off like you do to everyone else.  I piss off everyone? Yes, by not being able to hold a conversation, by barely talking, by being a worthless freak, by-  "Darling, are you okay?" I jump and look over to Vic, who is now wide awake.

"Y-yeah. I'm fine." I say trying to clam down from my mini heart attack. Vic studies my face for a few seconds. He nods and kisses my nose.

"Want to see if the other are wake?"

"We are!" Alan says jumping on Vic's bed, along with Austin sitting down next to Alan.

"Well someone is a morning person." Vic says sitting up.

"Eh it depends on the day and when I wake up."

"Understandable." Right after Vic speaks I yawn and rub my eyes.

"Did you get any sleep Kellin?" Austin asks.

"No..." I say.

"Why not? Does Vic snore." Alan teases.

"No not that. The voices in my head kept me up. It's apart of my paranoid schizophrenia." I scratch the back of my neck. The others nod and give sympathetic looks. I hate that.

"So does anyone want breakfast? I think my parents left for work so we have the house to ourselves."  Vic says clapping his together.

"Me!" Everyone shouted.

"Okay then let's go," Vic mumbles as you climbs out of bed. I follow him along with Alan and Austin. We get to the kitchen and Vic starts to look threw the cabinets. "Let's see let's see. We have pop tarts, frozen waffles, cereal, and pancakes. What would everyone want?" 

"Pop tarts?" Alan asks. Vic, Austin and I nod. Vic takes out two different kinds. One s'mores and one strawberry. I grab strawberry. Vic, Alan, and Austin grab s'mores. We all go to the table and dive in. After breakfast we just lounge out in Vic's room playing video games. Well Alan and Austin is. Vic is playing with my hand. While I'm dozing on his shoulder.

"You can go to sleep darling." Vic mumbles to me. All I do is nod and fall right asleep. Let's just say, it's the best sleep I've had in a while.

Alan's POV Tuesday day morning

God I hate going to school with a hangover. Okay let me tell you what happened. After we all hung out at Vic's we all went our separate ways. I got home and got yelled at by my father. He kept on yelling at me about my grades, how I'm a disappointment, how I'm not the perfect son, etc etc. After that he left and I was all alone. I went to my dads liquor cabinet and took out my dads bottle of tequila. I went up to my room and drank the whole damn bottle. Do I regret it? At the time no because I just wanted to feel numb and forget all of the things my dad yelled at me. Drinking helps me cope. On the downside is the hang over. Hang overs are a living hell. I walk into school and keep my sunglasses on. I go to my locker to put my jacket away. I'm about to leave my locker when Alex Gaskarth comes to me. "Hey Ashby want to have some fun?" Alex looks over at me with raised eyebrows.

"What kind of fun?" I ask him in my hung over state.

"Oh you know, since Jayy and Dahvie are out want to mess with a certain Fa*?" I look at him questionably.