Found at Midnight

Chapter 16

Kellin's POV

It had been five days since I was captured, and surprisingly, I wasn't as set on getting out as I originally was. The maid had been coming everyday, bringing me food and then staying for a little while to talk to me. At first I was concerned because she might be punished if she was caught befriending me, but she assured me it would be fine. I found out that her name was Jess, and she fancied one of the Royal Guards, Jaime. Not only was he, in the words of Jess, "completely, undoubtedly gorgeous," but he also disagreed with the king's views. Jess also hated my father, which put both of them on my good side. In fact, I had grown so fond of Jess that I had opened up to her quite a bit. I told her bits and pieces of my childhood and how I felt about Vic. She listened to my horror stories and comforted me when I got dark flashbacks. Honestly, hanging out with her kind of made me forget about my friends on land. Once I realised this, I immediately felt guilty, and, of course, went to Jess for guidance. 

"Aw, hon. It's okay, don't feel too bad. You still love them just as much as you did when you first got here. I'm sure they're searching for you, and soon enough, you'll go home and love them more." I appreciated her words, but then I wondered if I'd ever see her again. I voiced those worries, and she frowned. 

"Well, it would be hard to see you, what with you likely being captured again if you ever returned to the ocean, but I'm sure I'll see you again. Someday, hon, but don't let your mind linger on that too much." 

We talked for a few more hours until Jess had to leave to finish up her chores. I flopped onto my bed, exhausted from spending the evening overthinking. I did miss my friends, especially Vic, a lot, but I also didn't want to leave Jess. I considered asking her to go to the land with me, but she'd probably want to stay here with Jaime. I understood that, but I was still torn. All of that thinking also made me wonder if my friends really were searching for me, like Jess said. Werewolves were excellent hunters, so why hadn't they found me yet? I suppose it's hard for them to find me under the ocean, as well as fight off the Royal Guards in their own territory, but I couldn't help it. I began to make myself sick with thoughts of them forgetting about me. Maybe they didn't think I was worth a huge search and rescue party. I might spend the rest of my days locked up here, which might not be too bad if I had Jess. 

The only problem would be my father. He has yet to stop by my room, and the suspense is really freaking me out. I spend all day flinching at the footsteps outside the door when I know it isn't time for Jess to arrive. I had been expecting to be dragged out of my room and into a torture chamber any day now, and I was tearing myself apart. Maybe he was doing this on purpose; he was killing me with my own mind. The possibilities made me shiver in disgust and anxiety, so I pushed those thoughts out of my head and rolled over. I tried my hardest to sleep, but it just wasn't happening. Instead, I just lied there, pitifully, in the dark, suffering from my own head. 

I woke free from the thoughts that had tormented me previously, and I felt much better. I sat up and threw my legs off the side of the bed. Just as I stood up, the room rattled as though there was a great storm above water. Jess normally warns me when there is poor weather coming, but she hadn't said anything today. I went over to the door and pressed my ear against it. I could hear shouting down the hall, but it seemed to be going away from my room, rather than toward it. I grew more and more concerned when the room rattled again and the shouting became more frantic. Were we being attacked? Was my father finally showing his true, awful colours to the kingdom? I didn't have a clue as to what was going on, and I didn't have any way to find out, so I climbed back into bed and curled up against myself. I would just have to wait and see what was happening. 

I'm still alive. I know I haven't updated in weeks, but I have been plagued by writer's block. I've also come to somewhat of a serious decision. I don't think I will continue to write Kellics. I don't listen to or like SWS anymore, and I also don't read Kellic anymore. I think I will continue to write, but I'll be writing romantic fiction, both hetero and homosexual, rather than fanfiction. I will finish this story, and maybe Twin Skeletons, but after that I will create stories without band members or anything of the sort. I hope that some of you will stick around to read that, but I know I'll lose a lot of readers because most of you are just here for the Kellic. I hope you guys don't hate me for my decision because I do love all of you, and I am forever grateful for you supporting my stories. I hope you enjoyed this tiny filler, and hopefully I'll get rid of my writer's block and finish this story with a bang. See ya later.