Promise You Won't Leave Me| Kellic

6.

Kellin's POV
This couldn't be happening.
'N-no' I stuttered, trying to get my head round it. 'I'm sorry.' The doctor said, giving me a sympathetic look. 'H-how Bad is i-it?' I said. She hesitated. 'The Tumor has spread a lot, I'm not too sure if there's anything we can do about it, Mr Quinn, we will try our best.' She finally replied. My stomach flipped. I wasn't afraid of dying, I'm afraid of what and who I leave behind. Vic and my daughter, Copeland. I promised Vic I'd never leave him. 'So, I-I'm gunna die?' I asked to just clarify it. She hesitated again. ' like I said, it's spread a lot, but again, we'll do everything we can to help you.' She said, handing me a leaflet.

I took a long shaky breath. I tried not to think of Vic and Copeland, sitting there, at my funeral. My breathing was getting heavy and my vision was blurry. Not a good time to have a panic attack I told myself. I breathed in and out, as slow as possible, trying to control my breathing. I took out the bottle of water that was in my backpack and took a quick swig of it.  Okay.

I climbed into the car. How was I going to tell Vic? I couldn't bare the thought of seeing his face. I rested my head on the steering wheel and let my tears flow down my face. I wasn't that much of a bad person was I? I thought, trying to think of the bad things I've done in my life to make me deserve this. One voice told me it was karma, but I didn't quite know what I'd done. So I listened to the voice that told me it wasn't anyone's fault.

Vic's POV
We reached the end of band practice. It was a good practice today. But I couldn't help but think of Kellin. Jeez, I hope he's okay. What's the worst that could happen? I told myself, but as soon as I thought that, a million theories came into my head. I shivered.

I said goodbye to the guys and climbed into the car. I haven't felt this nervous in a while. I looked at my phone. No messages. I took a deep breath and started the engine. Music. The one thing that makes me forgot everything, usually. Wrong song choice, Vic I told myself as cancer by my chemical romance came through my car speakers. Literally, the saddest song ever. I sighed and turned it off.

Time skip to house

I pulled up outside our house. My stomach was doing backflips. Why was I nervous? I took a couple of deep breaths and opened the car door. I walked over to the door, dead leaves crunching under my feet.

I walked into see Kellin fast asleep on the sofa. I smiled slightly. I walked over to the kitchen, being careful not to wake him, and made myself a mug of hot chocolate. 'Vic?' I heard Kellin say from the living room. 'Yeah?' I said, poking my head round the door frame. He looked nervous. I walked over and sat down next to him, stroking his hair. 'How did it go?' I asked. I could see fear in his eyes. He breathed in a shaky breath. 'Vic, I don't really know how to tell you.' He whispered. There was dread in the pit of my stomach. I nodded, trying to encourage him. His eyes filled up with tears. 'Kells, you're worrying me.' I said, my voice shaking. He sobbed slightly. 'T-they said.. I'll show you.' He said, handing me a small booklet. I looked at the front. Dealing and coping with Brain Tumors it read. 'N-no' I whispered. I looked up at Kellin. He had multiple tears running down his face. 'N-no!' I screamed, chucking the leaflet on the floor and burying my head in my hands.

I finally looked up to see Kellin, eyes bright red. 'They can help you right?' I asked, my voice shaking. His face scrunched up slightly and he started to cry again. He slowly shook his head. This couldn't be happening. 'T-they h-have to!' I screamed. He sobbed louder and collapsed on the floor, clutching his stomach. 'No!' I screamed, punching the pillow. I screamed again, but into the pillow so most of the noise was drowned out. Kellin was laying on the floor, crying so much, no noise came out. He must be so scared. I grabbed him in my arms and hugged him for ages, still sobbing loudly. 'It must be so hard for you.' I cried. He shook his head, wiping a tear. 'The hardest part of this, is leaving you.' He sobbed. This made me cry harder.

We finally managed to stop the crying for a while. 'W-when I go,' Kellin started. 'You won't!' I yelled, determined to convince myself he would always be there, even thought I knew, soon, he would just be a memory. 'Vic, please.' He sobbed. I sniffed and wiped a falling tear. 'Please move on, don't sit there for years and turn into a crazy cat guy or something.' He whispered laughing slightly. I could see he only laughed to cover up his fear. 'W-when y-you do go,' I started, trying to control my emotions, 'I-i wanna come with you.' I said. His eyes widened. 'no!' He yelled. 'No, Vic, you must not do that!' He screamed. I hiccoughed. 'Why?' I cried. 'Think of the band, if your not thinking about yourself, think of Copeland!' He said. It's true, I couldn't leave Copeland. She's only four. 'Vic, promise me, when I go, you will stay with Copeland, explain to her carefully why I won't be there anymore, and tell her every single day, that daddy loves her.' He said, his voice breaking at the end. I couldn't speak, due to the massive lump in my throat so I just nodded.

I wish I could just wake up and realise it was just one massive, horrible nightmare.