I Don't Care if You're Sick

Caught

Vic's POV

White hot hunger burned in my throat, I wasn't used to the feeling but I knew Kellin was. I didn't know how he stood the pain everyday.

"Are you hungry babe?" Kellin and I sat outside in a tree in the middle of the night, we weren't supposed to be outside but Ashely had let us out.

Kellin was laying comfortably on the tree and my head was resting on his lap as he threaded his fingers through my hair.

"Yeah, I haven't eaten in eleven hours." Kellin smiled down at me and I blushed, "Sorry, I bet you usually don't get up at six and sit out in the rain." I shook my head, the rain dropped down the umbrella Ashely had lent us that we had positioned just above us.

"How do you stand the hunger pains?" I asked as my stomach gave a loud growl, he smirked and patted my head, "After the first two days it's a piece of cake to forget the pain. For me I've starved myself enough to not ever really feel hunger anymore."

We hadn't eaten since snack at 7:00pm and now it was 6:00am. We had been woken up for weighing and vitals and Kellin had begged Ashley to let us outside when he heard the rain pound down on the roof.

Ashely was persuaded easily as he loved breaking the rules and he trusted us, especially Kellin as he knew him better.

"What do you think triggered you eating disorder?" I asked as he ran his slim fingers through my thick brown hair.

"Society's standards, photoshop, my family, maybe depression but figuring out which came is first is like the chicken and the egg." He didn't hesitate and I knew he was probably asked that question a lot by doctors, social workers, therapists, shrinks, people who worked in the medical in general.

"Why don't people take you away from your parents if your dad is a pedophile and a rapist? Can't they take you away from him and make you live with your step-mum or something?" Kellin shrugged, "I guess they don't care, only Ashely and you know well, and my step-mum." My hunger was gone and replaced with anger, "I can't believe you aren't getting help for that! You're being sexually and physically abused and no one cares enough to report him to the police! I mean that is just so unacceptable."

Kellin shushed me, "It's fine, I'm used to it." He stroked my forehead then stretched, "We should probably go inside before Bert catches us."

"Who, me?" We both jumped so violently that we fell out of the tree, a cruel laughter filled the rainy cold morning, "I told you I'd catch you. I just didn't know it would be so soon!" He grabbed my wrist and pulled Kellin by his shirt, "You two are in so much trouble! How did you two get out? Did you steal some keys?" I don't want to rat out Ashley as he could get fired, "It was propped open." I hoped to god he hadn't seen the umbrella.

"Who would've kept it open? There's no on- oh, it was Ashley want it? He was a soft spot for the lot of you." I stuttered, trying to come with a lie, Kellin came to the rescue, "The janitor left it open, we were getting tired of being cooped up in it so I convinced Vic to come with me." He lied smoothly as if he had practiced that.

"Oh really? I'll just have to ask Ashley about that, come on." Kellin struggled to get out of his grip, he did but didn't run, he simple smoothed out his shirt and followed Bert just out of arms reach. He bumped into Ashely who looked at us, perplexed. Bert told Ashley to follow.

We followed Bert to the nurses office and he shoved us down on the chairs in front of it, "Wait here." He growled, I looked over to Kellin in fear but he smiled as though he knew it would turn out fine.

"Kellin, we're in so much trouble and we are going to get Ashley in trouble too!" Kellin shook his head, "It's fine, I've done this before, Ashely will cover for us don't you worry your pretty little head." He took my hand and kissed it, "We'll be okay."

Bert came back, "Ashley says he didn't let you two out and he can't find his keys where are they?" Kellin held up Ashely's keys, Bert grabbed them and huffed, "You two are still in trouble even if Ashely isn't."

He marched back to the room he and Ashely had been in to return the keys I guessed.

"How did you get the keys?" I asked in amazement, "A magician never reveals his secrets." He smiled and I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, so what are they gonna do to us?" Kellin shrugged, "The very worst they can go is give us both a one-on-one." I had never had a one to one and I really didn't want one.

"Hopefully we won't have to have one."

We waited a few seconds before he came back. "You two assholes are in a shit ton of trouble, you are both going to have to sleep in obs." I heard Kellin swear next to me.

"Language Quinn." Kellin looked Bert in the eyes, "Go fuck a tree Bert."

"Go to hell."

"Where do think I came from?"

Bert didn't have a comeback so he just huffed and turned around, walking away.

"Have you ever been in obs?" Kellin smirked and nodded, "I did this prank. Oh man, you should've seen Bert's face."