I Don't Care if You're Sick

Don'T Go

Dis'll probably suck cuz I've been writing it for hours and now it's 4am lol what is my life

Vic's POV

I was hysterical to say the least I mean, Kellin had tried to kill himself? Again? Now?

"How did he even get the blade and where did it go?" I asked for the millionth time, "We don't know." Answered Oli for the million and one time.

"Why don't you guys know! This places as security camera almost everywhere! You even had one in his own fucking room! Did you check under the bed, in the bathroom?" He nodded "Well maybe he uh.. flushed it down the toilet?"

Oli shook his head and sighed in exasperation, "He didn't do any of the, the cameras don't show anything... he just... bled. I don't know how, no one does but it happened."

I was furious, how could they no know? It had been hours since the attempt, he was in a different sort of hospital, a regular one I guess.

"Can I see him? Please, I really need to see him because he's my boyfriend." Oli momentarily paused then gathered himself, "Who asked?" He didn't seem that surprised, "What?" He didn't blink, "I said who asked? Was it you or Kellin?"

"Er, I don't remember."

"It was me." Came a voice from behind, I turned around but no one was there, I thought it was Kellins.

"Vic?" I looked back at Oli, "Huh what?" Oli looked a tad bit worried, "Um no ones there." I nodded, pretending that I hadn't just heard Kellins voice.

"Oh, of-of course. Heh, I just thought someone called my name. Uh Kellin, he asked me." Oli glanced behind me then nodded.

"Well right now your boyfriend is probably having his wounds sown shut." I shuddered, I thought of Kellin all alone with strange nurses patching him up.

"Kellin's me okay, right?" Oli sighed, "Mate, I need you to shut the hell up because I don't know any of these answers, I'm only a therapist okay?" He spun around and left me, I sighed and went back to our room, not obs and no one stopped me. They were all to busy.

I stared up at the ceiling from Kellin's bed, it smelled faintly of him, I breathed it in incase this was the last time I got the chance.

I counted the lights and the curtains tassels, then I crawled under the desk with a pencil to carve something on it, I didn't know what.

I thought of how Kellin had shown me this, I banged the desk in anger and a blade fell from somewhere, I looked up curiously and saw that there was s small crevice big enough to hold a pencil sharpener blade, and that's what it was.

I held the blade tightly, I just wanted to see Kellin, maybe I could join him.

I held the thin silver drawing utensil, though it was silver, when I drew it came out in red dots.

A/N
trigger warning y'all cutting. Please don't cut!

I held it to my wrist, I thought of Bert *cut* and what an ass he was *cut* I thought of the hospital, the pain, the relief, the anger, the hatred, I thought of everything wrong and hurtful in my life and sliced my wrist, ticking them all off like I used to.

The carpet was soon a bloody mess and I sighed, I couldn't hide this but I didn't want to. I cut deeper, I wanted everything to go away. Kellin wasn't here to stop me so why not?

"VIC FUENTES WHAT THE FRICK FRACK PADDY WACK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" I didn't jump as I was used to the yelling from my father, "Nothing that concerns you, fuck off." Alan snatched the blade from me, it ripped across my wrist and blood gushed forth, covering me in more blood then ever.

I screamed but I loved the sick feeling of pain that it had. Alan was screaming too, I stopped as there was no need in both of us screaming. Two people screaming wouldn't make anyone in earshot come and help us any faster.

"Alan! Baby are you okay? Why are you covered in blood! Who's blood is tha- oh fuck." Austin rushed in and quickly gathered all that was happening.

"Okay, don't worry er, we'll get you to a hospital." He tried to stay calm while Alan was still hyperventilating, "We are in a hospital." I commented helpfully and he shot a glare at me but I just shrugged, Kellins sass was wearing off on me which made me think of him longingly.

"Vic, come over here, we are taking you to a hospital for physical illness!" He specified so I wouldn't sass him back again though he must be slightly alarmed that I was being an ass like that.

We left this hospital and all I remember was the paramedics putting me on a stretcher just as I blacked out.

A/n
it be 5am but I'm done mates yay