Another Boy Without A Sharper Knife (Kellic)

Chapter 13

"Hey Oli, you okay?" Kellin asked, walking into mine and Oli's room. I stood behind him closing the door gently.

Oli was sitting on his bed his head in his hands. He looked up at us with puffy eyes and tear streaked cheeks. "Today's his birthday," he said with a shaky voice. It took me a second to realize that he was talking about his friend Josh who he had talked about today in group.

"It's okay Oli, it's just a pretty shitty day," Kellin said, walking foreword and sitting down next to his friend. I went over to my bed and sat, just observing for now. Of course Oli was upset. He had to dig all this stuff up on an already emotional day. He hid everything so well this morning I would have never known.

"It's shitty because he would have been 21. We would have been partying it up today but instead I'm in the shithole and he's six feet under," Oli sighed, holding the tears in. "I just miss him," he whispered, turning his head so it was resting on Kellin's shoulder. Kellin just threw his arm around him and nodded.

"It fucking sucks. Everything does. That's why we're all in here." He patted his friend's back. It was the truth I guess. Everything really does suck.

Oli straightened up after a few minutes and wiped the leftover tears off his face. "Thanks mates. I'm just a mental wreck today. I'll be fine." He waved his hand trying to dismiss our worry. I don't know about Kellin but my worry didn't leave.

"We're here if you need us Oli." I said, pulling on a hoodie.

"It's all good man, you guys could go now I just want to chill for a bit." Kellin and I both nodded before leaving the room.

"Hope he's okay," I said, playing with my sleeves.

"He'll be fine. Oli's the strongest out of all of us. In a little he'll be back to normal." I nodded, hoping he was right.

"So..." Kellin said, dragging out the word. "Want to play Uno?"
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The time for music therapy finally rolled around as I felt nervous butterflies erupt in my stomach. I was practically shaking even after the fact that I was picked to go last. That's just more time to worry and be nervous. I'm confident in my voice most of the time but for some reason I really cared what these guys think. It was also weird for me that there were no instruments, it was just our voices. Kinda makes me feel like I'm trying out for American Idol.

Homesickness washed over me as I thought of our basement that Mike and I turned into a studio. I wish I was at home performing.

"Okay!" Dr. Jardine said, clapping her hands. "We have Kellin, Alex, Oli, and Vic scheduled to preform their songs. I'll be looking over the rest of you guys songs but I think it'll be fun to see some preformed. Okay! Kellin, I guess you're up." The doctor stepped aside, taking a seat at the table as Kellin ambled to the front of the room.

"Yo guys," he smiled, looking at everyone around the room. He saw Oli in the back and have him a small smile. Oli ended up coming after Kellin and I begged him. He wanted to sing his song in honor of Josh.

"Okay, well here's a song I wrote called Let Love Bleed Red. Hope you guys like it." Kelln cleared his throat, looked at me, then started to sing.

Is it naive to make plans that seem so far away?

There's a reason I feel this way,

You're sleeping alone, I'm awake...

His voice was beautiful. It was a high pitch that most guys could not hit and I absoulty loved it. He would close his eyes and put his hand over his heart while singing which was adorable. I couldn't keep my eyes off him. There was something about his whole stage presence that really got to me. Not going to lie his voice was really turning me on but I pushed that away as the song started to come to a close.