I Don't Care if You're Sick

Tangled in the Great Escape

Kellin's POV

I woke up groggy and tired, it was night. A machine was beeping in the darkness, I felt the rough feeling of clothes against my skin, I knew that material, I was in a hospital.

I groaned silently as I sat up, my eyes adjusted slightly and from the light of a few machines around me, I could see that I was bandaged up pretty well.

The door opened, not in the mood for answering questions I pretended to be  asleep again. My heart rate went up a bit and the nurse was suspicious and shined the flashlight in my face I still didn't move.

Convinced, the nurse left. I sat back up as the door clicked shut, why was here and why did I have bandages all wrapped around me?

I usually remembered why I landed in hospitals, I relaxed and tried to think back to the last time I was conscious.

I sighed, nothing was striking a spark in my mind about why I was in here again. Then I remembered it all, due to the figures standing by the doorway. They were hard to forget.

I quickly shoved off the covers and my bare feet hit the cold tiled floor, I was yanked back, I was connected to a machine. I wrenched off all the tubes connecting me to the bed which, unless I hurried up, would be another almost murder scene.

I ran to the door and yanked it open, two nurses were talking right outside it, one of them screamed.

"Kellin? Kellin are you okay," I shook my head which was beginning to feel light, I was going to faint.

I tried to speak but instead I fell on my hands and knees and started wrenching, this was not what I had planned.

I blacked out once again.

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"Kellin?" I opened my eyes, I had been pretending to be asleep for the past five minutes but this voice was always welcomed to my ears.

"Vic!" I sat up and hugged the boy, he held me close. I didn't ever want to let him go, but I wanted to see his face.

"Are you okay? Why are you at the hospital? What did you do? Oh my god your wrist did you break it?" He shook his head, "No, Alan cut me." I was outraged and opened my mouth but he pressed his lips against mine, I didn't protest.

"It was mostly me, let me explain okay?" He pushed me so there was room for him on the bed, I waited expectantly.

"So basically when you left for this hospital I got rather upset that you tried to commit suicide so I cut then Alan came in and freaked the fuck out, grabbed the razor I was using from my hand but it drug across my wrist and went deep enough to hit a vein so they took me here with you!"

"First off, wow. Second off, I didn't bloody try and kill myself I was attacked!" Vic looked at me like I was crazier then I am.

"Uh, no one was in your room last night. They actually don't even know how you cut yourself." I rolled my eyes, "I didn't cut myself! These stupid faceless things did!" Vic raised an eyebrow at me, "Faceless? The hell are you talking about?"

Uhg, why didn't he understand?

"Okay, let me tell you what happened." Vic shrugged, "Okay."

"After we said goodnight I went back to the mattress and was staring at the camera and door when the door opened and in came some fucking dementor hybrid things with no fucking faces! They fucking took out a knife and sliced open my chest! Then I blacked out and woke up in the hospital attached to all sorts of tubes and shit."

I knew Vic would look at me like I told him a dream on steroids but the look on his face was even more freaked out then I imagined.

"Babe, I'm so sorry." He moved me so I was sitting on his lap and he held me close to him, I heard his heart thump slightly faster then how it should, he was scared but of what? Of my visions or maybe of me.

"Did you tell a doctor yet?" I shook my head, "They'll think I'm so much more crazier and I'll never leave the hospital."

Vic didn't respond which only made me feel worse. "You think I'm mental don't you?"
"I've always thought you were mental, we've been a hospital for that more then once." I knew he was trying to make light of what I had said but I wasn't taking any of that bullshit.

"Vic I'm serious, you think I'm like really crazy." He sighed and shifted me off his lap and looked me in the eyes, his brown ones
searching mine.

"I think you are perfect, I know that you are my love and you will always have my heart. I know that we both go through difficult things but we are strong because we have each other."

"I know but," I sighed, "but am I going actually crazy because I see things? Do you think I have schizophrenia?" He shook his head "I really don't know babe. Im not an expert on these things but I wish I were."

I rested my head on Vics shoulder and sighed, "Are either of us going back to the other hospital soon?" Vic nodded, "Yeah I'm goin back today actually." I didn't want him to leave but I knew I'd be going back soon as well, I just had to wait.