Kellic | Crazy

twelve

Vic was always so cold.
It seemed as if he could read my mind.
The happier i got, the more sad he became.
We had absolutely everything in common.
He was too perfect to be real.
I didn't understand. What did any of this mean.
Vic looked at me and he did it. He jumped.
I lost my breath and screamed. I couldn't cry for a while. All that was coming out was short and fast breaths. I threw up on the floor of the rooftop and out of old habits, i started to hurt myself. I punched myself until i bruised my arms, i bit myself so hard that i bled. I couldn't breathe at all. I thought about jumping as well, until i looked down.

   Vic's body was gone.

I panicked even more and ran down the stairs of the building, and ran all the way home. I burst through the door startling my mom. My panicked cries and rapid breathing caused me to pass out, the last thing i heard was sirens.

   I woke up in a plain white room. Immediately, i was hit with all the memories of what happened. I looked all around the room for my phone.

   When i couldn't find it, i clicked the button next to my bed that was supposed to notify someone that i needed help. A few moments later, a nurse and my mom came into the room.
"What the hell am i doing here?" i asked

    My mom looked at me sympathetically and the nurse started explaining what my mom had apparently told her.
  "Ms. Bostwick here said that you came home crying and breathing at an abnormal speed, and you fell unconscious."

   "Right." i didn't want to talk about Vic in front of the nurse. "Can i talk to my mother alone please?"

   "Of course." the woman said as she left and shut the door behind her.
  "Kellin?" my mom said.

"I don't even know how to bring this up. But something's wrong, mom. Last night Vic jumped off of the roof of a tall building" she cut me off by gasping.
"Wait! And when i looked down at the ground his body was gone. There was no trace of blood or anything. The worst part is, im starting to think im crazy or something. I dont know what im trying to say here but, i need serious help mom." i was in tears now. She didn't say much, she walked outside and talked to a nurse, the next thing i knew i was being escorted through the building and brought to a door that read "Gaskarth". The nurse told me that i need to tell Dr. Gaskarth everything that happened last night.

   She opened the door and i was met by a young looking man sitting behind a desk. There was a leather couch in front of his desk which i sat on as the nurse shut the door and left.

   "So what am i supposed to do?" i asked, because he hadn't talked yet. He had a look on his face like he could see right through me, or like i was wearing all my secrets on my sleeves.
   He sighed and rolled his chair forward.
"Tell me the full story, Mr. Quinn." the doctor said.
I sighed and i started with the day I met Vic.
After i was finished, i was in tears and Dr. Gaskarth was checking in some boxes on a paper.
    After a few more boxes being checked, he looked at me in the eyes with an apologetic look.
"Mr. Quinn, im sorry to inform you, you have a severe case of schizophrenia."
  I stared at him like i didn't hear what he just said. I couldn't breathe at all. "Wh-what?" i barely choked out.
"You've got all the signs of the disorder, i'm going to prescribe you something that should help control it a little bit."

   "What does this mean? What about Vic?" i yelled.
  Without looking up from the paper he was writing on, he spoke, "Now, this may not make sense to you, but you created him out of yourself. You created him to be just like you. He had all of your interests and all of your dislikes from what you said, correct?"
I confirmed what he said through my sobbing. He continued to talk but i couldn't hear anything. I looked at the chair next to me when i suddenly felt cold coming from it. I saw Vic.
"You aren't real! Fuck you!" i screamed. Everything was going black and i felt myself being picked up and pulled out of the office.
"Let me go! Please!" i cried and cried until i completely passed out.

Now, here in my hospital room, Vic and i lay on my bed holding hands. I've been in this place for a few months now. My mother said it was because i needed help. Honestly, it's just because they think I'm crazy.