"i dont want to leave without you, stop being so crazy, lets go, sneak you out of here" he pleads
I'm not the one going crazy, he is.
"I think this visit is done" I say softly and I pull my arm closer to the wall and I click a little button on the wall not so far from me. and in minutes someone comes in and escorts Vic out of the room, he doesnt even fight it as he leaves. i feel a tear go down my face.
i just let vic leave me, i could've left with him, i could've ran away with him, but i said no, maybe it was the look in his eyes that made me want to stay here and leave naturaly,maybe its the fear i will do something overly stupid once im gone, maybe its the fear of getting hurt.
i hear a knock and i look up at the door, mr.way comes over to me and removes the hold on my hands, he doesnt even make a comment about how lose they are or the fact they were untied. mr.way takes me out of the room and walks me into my normal,old rundown, 'tempoary' room,i sigh before sitting on the mattress i can call a bed.
"vic said he will be back next week" mr.way says softly before leaving, thats it? no talk? no reasioning on why i was kept in a chair, nothing. i dont even bother stopping him to ask my questions, as far as i know, i shouldnt be in here long anyways, im actully kind of happy, but yet im upset i let vic walk away, im sure he understands, deep down he is still who he was before.
----------------------------------------------*two days later, vic pov* -------------------
i walk into school for the second day this week, being back feels different, i still have no friends, but what gets to me is the fact, i finally felt like i had a friend, a few friends, jaime, kellin, alex, maybe even jack i can count as a friend. i had no friends so i never thought i needed them but then people started knowing i was alive. and now im back to no one.
i hold my books tighter as i walk down the hall, i feel like everyone is slightly judging me, i feel like they are talking about, my old worn out vans, my dark blue jeans, my white shirt, my red flannel, maybe even my hair, how you can see my socks. i bet they all think im a long haired loser.
i walk into the class room and sit down.
"why are you such a loner fuentes" some guy asks as he sits next to me.
i dug my nail into my wrist, completely ignoring the comment.
"whatever, tell mike i tried being nice" the guy says then he moves away. i sigh, i think that was zack hes some star foot ball player, if he thinks im a loner, everyone else might think so too. i dig my nail deeper into my skin, getting fusterated with myself, my boyfriend, the guy i love is stuck in the nut house, i got out easily, and i know he will too, he wouldnt let me take him out, does that mean he doesnt want me anymore, i feel like hes throwing me away, like he doesnt want me to come back, i look down at my wrist to see red lines. i watch as red liquid starts running out of one of them, my blood coming out slowly. i sigh. i feel nothing.
"fuentes, whats the answer" the teacher asks
"i dont know" i say softly and well i dont care.
my teacher rolls his eyes at me then moves on to someone else, good. he gave up on my easily.
*Kellin Pov( 1 week later)*
i havent seen vic in exactly a week, im gussing todays the day i'll see him, he said he would be back, the past week has been really good, i went to some group sessions, which jaime isnt in, i mean its his fault for being so rude to me, he deserves those uncomfterble one on ones with mr.way, i hate going and talking to one person, they expect you to tell them everything, from your first baby step, the first few years of your life, and then the first time you fell physically and mentaly. but in reality, they dont understand that mostly we need air and to go outside, i didnt think that was all it took until i met vic, he convinced them to let us go outside, and thats when i started to feel better, i didnt need someone telling me how i should and should not feel, all i needed was to go outside, look at the beautiful nature and breathe it in. and all i needed was someone who cared by my side, vic is all i need. theres a knock on my door and mr.way walks in, scareing me, did he read my thoughts?
"follow me" he says and i do so, we go into the room i first met vic and thats when it hits me, i have a vistor but they dont want it one on one so its in this fun and games actividy room, i sit on the couch i claimed as mine the first day i got here. and i look at the wall ahead.
"kells" i hear vic say as he sits next to me.
"how have you been?" i ask
"Really good, schools awesome, i didnt realize how much i missed it" he says tugging at his long sleeves.
"how have you been?" he asks with a smile
"really good, im off pills, im surprised, vic i really think i'll be out of here soon" i say with a smile
"thats amazing" he says and he slips his hand in mine.
"oh, wait, i have theses pills i was saving, i know i promised i would give them to you" i say and i take some out of my pocket, im still surprised i had them, i forgot about them, i slip them into his hand and he holds them tightly.
"i love you" he says
"i love you too" i say and he smiles at me. we sit there in a comfterble silence, not saying anything.
"times up" someone says and i sigh
"see you next week" vic says as he kisses my cheek and slowly walks away, i watch as he reaches the door and i watch him though the glass wall, he moves hair out of his face and what gets my attention is a huge red line across his wrist, i dont mean like a marker, i mean somthing deeper, it looks a little swolen, new, just like a cut.
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Hospital for souls -Kellic-
FanfictionPeople go to therapy for help right, but Vic doesn't know why he is here but he ends up meeting a boy who knows exactly why he is