Celebrate the Way the Night Hides Scars || Kellic Highschool Fanfiction

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Kells' POV

It's the last day of the holidays and school starts back tomorrow, I have a good group of friends which I love, I don't always get amazing grades but they're decent, nothing to complain about. Most teachers are kind of douchebags but hey that's expected.

I guess what I'm really trying to get at is that something is missing. Life goes on and every day is similar to the last, there's nothing much I can do about it, I'm just a 16 year old guy who doesn't quite know his life's purpose yet. Oh well, I hope this year holds something oddly special to make life more exciting, but for the time being I should get to sleep since it's 11:30 and I need to get up fairly early tomorrow.

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Vic's POV

It's 4am and I can't sleep. I'm not trying to keep myself awake it just happens. The tears fall from my eyes, I'm not sad about anything, I'm laying down on my bed and I can't move, of course I physically can move. I just can't move right now. Depression is hard to explain. I can't feel anything.
I feel like someone is pulling on my heart and scratching around in my brain. I have no reason to be feeling this way but life doesn't give you a lot of choices on how you want to be like. You could say I'm having an existential crisis but I believe it's a lot more complicated than that, when I have these episodes it's like every thought in the universe crosses my mind but I don't even notice it, it's like I'm not in control of my body when I feel like this.
It's completely silent apart from my brothers soft snores in the room next to mine but I only notice the sound of his snores with my mind and not my ears, obviously I can only physically hear things with my ears because it's literally impossible to hear any other way but that's the odd thing about being depressed, nothing makes sense when you say it or write it but when you're going through it you can explain it to yourself perfectly with your mind.

I've been told by my whole family that I'm a weirdo, someone who doesn't belong. A 'misfit' if you will.
The sort of person who nobody wants to talk to. The person who should've just not existed.
Like I'm sorry that you gave birth to me, it's not like I asked to be here. Hell I would give anything to be a 'normal' person but unfortunately that is not even close to how this world works.

Hi it's the person writing this story, keep in mind the chapters following this will be longer, this was just a short introduction to Kellin and Vic because idk I'm weird.

Also this was written by a person who struggles with depression and existential problems so please don't say "oo dis ain't make any fuckin' senseeee‽‽‽"
Because I KNOW and I'm sorry okay bye ahahahahah.....