Darling, You'll Be Okay

Chapter 11- They Say That Love Is Forever, Your Forever Is All That I Need

Vic's POV

Tony had warned me that Gerard had seen me and Vic kissing that night in the hospital. He told me that I should call Kellin, to make sure he's okay. I drove over to his house the day he got out of the Psych ward. As I sat in my car across from Kellin's house, I dialed his number and my voice caught in my throat when he didn't pick up. I left a message and jumped out the car, almost forgetting to close the door. I take the stairs two at a time, and throw open the bedroom doors. My head spins as I see Kellin lying, naked in a pool of blood on the floor. I feel a scream rising in my throat at his mangled body. Blood stains the blade of a knife lying beside him, crimson pouring out of the wounds on his chest. I see something move out of the corner of my eye. Spinning around, I see Gerard standing outside the bathroom, hands dripping with water. My muscles tense. My brain becomes fuzzy and my body seems to move before my mind can tell it. I grab the knife lying by Kellin. Gerard's eyes are wide with surprise as I lunge towards him. The knife barely grazes him, but I reach up and slam my elbow into his chin. Gerard stumbles backwards and I take the opportunity to stab the knife deep into his throat. He shoves me away then collapses. I fall backwards, more from shock than the blow. I found Kellin's shirt on the floor and press it to his chest. Hands shaking, I dial 9-1-1 on my phone. My voice is barely audible as I try and respond to the operator's questions.

I don't even remember them taking Kellin. I don't even remember driving to the hospital.

I remember how the blood looked on my hands.

I remember how his beautiful hazel eyes were swollen shut.

I remember the warm tears falling down my face.

I remember holding his bruised hand in mine.

I remember the faint beat of the heart monitors.

I remember how my voice wouldn't come out at first.

I remember how fragile he looked.

I remember a million thoughts rushing through my mind every time I looked at Kellin.

I remember pulling out my notepad that I always carried around with me.

I don't remember when I began to write, or when I stopped.

There's so many things that I could say

But I'm sure it would come out all wrong

You got something that I can't explain,

Still try and try and let you know

That first summer we spent's one we'll never forget,

Looking for any kind of reason to escape all the mess that

We thought was what made us

Ain't it funny now? We can see

We're who we're meant to be

You still have all of my

You still have all of my

You still have all my heart

There's too many times I have to say

I could have been better and stronger for you and me

You always make me feel okay

Those late summers we spent, stay up talking all night

I'd ask "you think we'd ever make it?"

You'd say "I'm sure if it's right"

Ain't it funny to think just how stupid I used to be

Hope you always believe

You still have all of my

You still have all of my

You still have all my heart

Let them talk and talk and talk

Let them say what they want

We will laugh at the thought they don't know what we've got

Every year that goes by, a year older we are

You'll still be beautiful then, bless your beautiful heart.

They'll talk and talk and talk

How crazy is it?

Someone could waste their whole life, helplessly,

Just patiently waiting for a love like you and me

You still have all of my

You still have all of my

You still have all my heart

I looked up and shook out my hand. I didn't even want to blink. Bringing his hand up to my lips, I felt a smile tug on the corners of my mouth. Suddenly, the heart monitor began beeping faster, the sound echoing inside my hollow rib cage, and I felt Kellin's hand clench around mine.

"... Kellin?" My voice was cracked. The heart monitor was picking up speed, and one of Kellin's finger's twitched. He squeezed my hand again and I gasped. I saw a nurse run in, but my eyes were fixed on his slowly awakening body. I heard him talk to me but my brain couldn't process the words. He started bumbling with one of the machines fixed to the bleak white wall as Kellin's eyelids fluttered, then slowly peeled open.

"Kellin?" I repeated, louder this time. I realized I had been digging my nails into his hand. Kellin's eyes darted around the room, face tensing up as he started to feel the pain of his bruised body. His eyes focused on my face, confusion and joy lighting it up.

"Vic?" he rasped. My breath caught in my throat. I tear slipped over my nose and I wiped it away quickly. "Oh god. Kellin." I wrapped my arms around him and felt him gasp in pain. I jumped off of him. "Oh shit sorry, Kells." Still a bit dazed, he smiled up at me.

"How're you feeling?" I asked.

"Sore," he laughed, then winced. I brought my hand up onto his cheek.

"You have no idea..." I whispered. "... how happy I am that you're alive". My eyes became cloudy with tears. "I thought I'd lost you"

"Shhh... shhh... Vic, it's okay. I'm safe." I sighed and wiped my eyes.

"I know. And I am so, so, so grateful." Kellin smiled. I leaned down slowly and brought my lips down to his. I heard him take a sharp inhale as he kissed me back, slowly, savoring every moment that our bodies are no longer separated by the inconvenience of air. Reluctantly, Kellin pulled back. "Vic..." he sighed happily, closing his eyes. Suddenly he opened them. "Wait.. Vic. What about Gerard? Where is he? What happened?" I brushed a strand of his hair out of his face.

"You don't need to worry about him anymore. He won't be able to hurt you again." Kellin still looked a bit panicked. I swung my legs onto the bed, careful not to hurt him, and wrapped his frail body in mine. Soon, our breaths became one, and I lay there listening as Kellin's heartbeats slowed. He rested his cheek on my shoulder. Leaning down, I kissed the top of his head.

"I love you, Kellin Quinn."

"I love you too, Vic Fuentes."