Promise You Won't Leave Me| Kellic

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Vic's POV
I stared at the ceiling. Yesterday was great meeting up when the guys again. I hadn't looked at Kellin yet. I was too scared. He didn't feel right yesterday. It's fine I told myself. I sighed. I'm going to have to turn over some time today.

I rolled over, and there he was, still breathing. His chest slowly fell up and down. I breathed a sigh of relief. He eyelids were softly shut. I smiled at him and pressed my lips to his forehead.

I was terrified that I'd wake up and he would be.. dead.

I got up and walked into the bathroom, brushing through my hair, and detangling it. I splashed some cold water over my face and stared at my self in the mirror, sighing.

I heard small sobs coming from our bedroom. I walked in and sat and the end of the bed, watching a tear roll down the side of Kellin's face. He was staring at the ceiling. 'Hey.' I whispered. He wiped the tear and whispered 'hey' back.

Another tear fell down. 'Promise you'll stay with Copeland, no matter what.' He whispered. I frowned slightly. 'O-of course, you've asked me that already.' I replied. He sobbed slightly again and took a long shaky breath. 'I love you.' He whispered hoarsely. 'I-I love you too.' I stuttered back, kissing his soft lips. He closed his eyes and a tear rolled down the side. 'K-kells?' I said quickly. His eyes flickered open. I breathed again. I grabbed his hand. 'I-I'm sorry.' He sobbed, his eyes shutting slowly. 'No. No.No' I whispered, squeezing his hand. He shook his head, another tear dropping down his face. 'You promised you'd never leave me!' I sobbed. He choked back a sob. 'I'll never leave you, n-not really.' He whispered, pointing at my chest. I let tears flow down my chest.

He breathed out again, his eyes were almost shut. 'No! No Kellin stay, stay!' I panicked, kissing his forehead. 'I'm sorry.' He cried. 'I'll always look out for you.' He coughed out, shutting his eyes.

'No!' I screamed, shaking his lifeless body. 'No, Kells, no!' I screamed, shaking his again. 'No!' I sobbed, flopping myself on his still body. I wrapped my arms around him tightly. 'I love you so much.' I sobbed. I pressed my lips against his and didn't move away from a while, my hand still intertwined with his.

'I love you.' I kept repeating, tears streaming down onto his grey pyjama tshirt that I bought him for Christmas.

•1 hour later•

I sat at the end of the bed, tears still streaming. I glanced at my self in the mirror. My hair was a mess and my eyes were bloodshot. I stared at kellin's lifeless body laying on the bed. It didn't feel real, I kept thinking he'd wake up now.

Copeland. How am I going to tell her? More tears made there way down my cheek. I glanced at Kellin one last time before walking out the door. I walked into Copeland's room, dreading what I was going to have to tell her. She looked up at me and ran over, wrapping her small arms around my leg.

I let out a quiet sob. 'Copey?' I said, my voice still shaking. She looked up at me and I walked over to her bed, sitting down. She climbed up and sat down next to me. 'Daddy was very ill.' I whispered to her. 'You know daddy loved you very much, he still does.' I sobbed. 'But he's gone to a special place now.' I finished quickly. We sat in silence for a while. 'Is it my fault?' She asked. 'No! No, of course not.' I said. 'Things like this happen, unfortunately, Daddy loved you more than anything.' I said. She nodded. 'Is he with the angels now?' She asked. I choked back a sob and nodded, smiling slightly. 'Yeah.' I said quietly. 'Yeah, he'll always be looking over us.' I whispered. She smiled and sat on my lap.

'Why did he leave us?' She asked, sadly. I shook my head. 'He didn't leave us.' I started. 'He'll never leave us. Not really.' I said, placing my hand on her heart. She smiled and nodded. She'll get it more when she's older, she's too young to understand.

-The next day-

I still hadn't stopped crying. Copeland was asleep on my lap. His body was removed yesterday after noon. It was hard for me, seeing him dragged out of his bed.

'I'll see you soon.' I whispered, as they took him.

I hadn't phoned anyone yet. I thought it would be better to tell them in person, so I texted the guys. We were meeting up at my house in 30 minutes. I carried Copeland upstairs to her bedroom, being careful not to wake her. It wouldn't have been nice for her to see everyone's reaction.

Everyone finally arrived. They all sat down, I think they knew what was coming. The first to speak was Gabe. 'Umm, so where's Kellin?' He asked, awkwardly, probably knowing the answer. Tears started to run down my face, I looked at my shoes. 'H-he's g-gone?' He asked. I nodded. I heard a couple of them guys let out loud sobs. Especially Gabe. I knew they were really close. 'Oh my god.' Mike whispered, wrapping his arms around me. I looked up. Jack didn't move or say anything. He sat there, looking like his whole world had fallen apart. I looked over to Jaime, who had his hands over his face, quietly sniffing. Justin was crying the loudest. Nick was also one crying loudly. I don't think anyone could believe it.

We all sat in silence for a while. 'I'm not trying to rush anything, but sometime soon, we're going to have to let people know. Like his fans.' Mike said. I nodded. My eyes stung. 'How are his fans cope?' Jack sobbed. 'I don't know.' I whispered.

'I think we should have two funerals. One private, one with everyone who wants to go, friends, family, fans. Everyone. That's the least he deserves.' Gabe whispered. I nodded. Tony put his arm around me. 'It'll be okay.' He whispered. I sniffed and nodded.

The thing about losing someone you love is that people tell you it'll be okay. And as time goes by, the pain doesn't end, but you learn to get used to it. The constant mourning still stays. No matter what, you'll always miss them. They'll always be in the back of your mind. It's just how you cope. Don't think about what you could've done if you had longer. Remember the stuff you did together, think of the adventures you had. His life was short, but it was full of adventure and love. Maybe he didn't have the best childhood, but he moved on. And so should I. It's just a matter of how.

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Okay, so I'm going to do an Alternative ending for this. Kellin will still die, but It's going to be happier. I think.. I don't know. It will either make it better or make things 10 times worse. Idk😂
I hope you liked this fanfic😛
See you in the Alternative ending whatever stuff then😂👽
Byee
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