" Don't Go." Kellic Fan-Fiction " Completed."

Chapter 10 " Suicide Season."

" Vic?" I hear Kellin's distant voice talking to me but it seems so far and faded.

" Vic?" Kellin repeats.

" Vic what happened?!" He asks tapping my shoulder forcing me to turn around.

My vision becomes extremely blurry as I stumble a bit, falling to my knees and throwing up.

" Someone get a doctor!" I hear a worried Kellin shout before everything fades to black.

* Kellin's pov *

I don't know what was said on the phone call, but ever since he picked up that phone he's been spacing out, throwing up, passing out, he just got out of his hospital room finally allowed to go home.

" Vic..?" I ask, once we got into the house.

He ignored me with an emotionless face and walked upstairs. I rolled my eyes and followed him into his room.

"Vic! Answer me!" I beg grabbing his arm gently but he jumped high as if a ghost attacked him. " What is going on?!?"

He opens his mouth to speak, then closes it.

I sigh deeply plopping on his bed next to him.

Without saying a word he grabs me and cuddles deeply into me closing his eyes. I kiss his jaw softly as I also close my eyes, very confused of what is happening.

* Vic's pov *

I wake up hours later to sirens outside, Kellin still asleep. ( Sleeping with sirens ) I sigh flopping out of bed and going downstairs opening the door.

" This is officer Biersack." The cop said holding up a badge.

I nod in response still not able to form words.

" Are you Vic Fuentes?" He asks.

I nod slowly.

" We brought Mr. and Mrs. Fuentes bodies to the graveyard that Mike Fuentes will also be buried." He continues. " Here's funeral information, if you want to plan it." He sighs. " I'm so sorry for your lost."

I nod slowly not being able to form words or emotions. A yawning Kellin walks down the stairs stretching then his face fills with confusion and fear when he sees cops.

" Ummm.. Hi Officer? Um.." Kellin mumbles awkwardly.

" Biersack." He replies with a smile.

Kellin nods. " May I ask why there are cops here?"

" You didn't know?" The cop asks confused.

"Know what?" Kellin asks confused looking at me. Then he looks back at the biersack guy. " He hasn't talked to me since he got a phone call."

" Oh." The cop replies wondering if he should tell me. " Umm.. everything you need to know is in the funeral packet." He says walking off as Vic closes the door.

I read it and I burst into tears. Vic lost his entire family, and they were just starting to be my family. Vic hugs me tightly.

Another thing comes to my mind.. this house.. we need to get jobs to pay for rent. Vic is 18 now so he can actually pay rent.

Vic is so depressed he can't even talk, or even show emotion. I have to keep a safe eye on him.

" Hey Vic?" I ask.

He looks at me.

" Can you like.. write on paper? Please?" I ask softly and cautiously.

He nods slowly, and grabs a paper and pencil.

' I'm sorry.'

" About?" I raise an eyebrow.

' You're 17, I am not going to be able to afford this house, which means you have to go back to foster..'

Tears drown my eyes but I ignore them. " Vic.. we will find a way."

' I already found my own way.' He writes.

" Are you... breaking up with me?" I ask slowly and cautiously.

' That's part of it.. I have too.'

I violently wipe the tears from my eyes with my sleeves

" You're all I have... You're all I want!" I screech.
( Ahs anyone )

' We'll talk tomorrow, don't make this hard.' He writes then walks off to his room as I walk to mine, making sure I harm myself before crying myself to sleep.