Once Upon A Kellic

Chapter 20

"Kellin, Kellin wait please!" I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. I turned around and walked the other direction. I couldn't believe Vic would do this to me. I ran out of the dorm building and immediately let the tears fall. I'm sad and I had finally thought I was getting better. I guess you never really know someone no matter how much you think you do. I called Tay and she listened. She was already back home but she was on the phone with me listening. She tried to tell me to just stop crying but I couldn't. No matter what I tried, the tears just wouldn't stop coming out. I blamed Vic for this. He hurt me. I thought that maybe we could finally be happy, but it seems not everyone's love life is meant to be. I didn't know what to do. The thoughts started flooding my head once again. "Kellin, come on no you've got to be stronger than this. You can't do this again. No, Kellin its unhealthy." I couldn't stop the good voices nor the bad ones. I wanted to be with the good ones and believe them but the bad ones soon over righted them and I was left alone once again with my thoughts, the sadness, and a blade against my skin.

- Tay's POV -

I couldn't believe the concept. It felt so unreal. I got in my car and sped on the breaks. The doctors had called and said Kellin trued to commit suicide. They transferred him to a hospital here in San Diego. I couldn't believe my little brother was doing this, and for how long? Had he been contemplating this for a while or was this an in the moment idea. I drove the hour and a half drive and finally arrived at the hospital. "Kellin Quinn Bostwick?" The lady at then front desk looked old and helpless. "Floor three, room sixteen." Was that like the floor for suicide attempts? I got to the floor and found Kellin's room quite easily. There were doctors talking and a tall doctor in a blue uniform. I walked over to them. "Hello, I'm Taylor Jardine, Kellin's sister. May I see him?" Why I was being so polite was beyond me. "Yes, but we must warn you, his legs are uncovered and his wrists are bandaged. He'd done quite the damage." Quite the damage. It didn't sound right. I knew Kellin was sad, but I didn't know he was this sad. It doesn't matter how young you are, you could be so sad and broken and no one can notice. I stood by his bed looking at the sleeping Kellin and his bandaged wrists and scarred yet fresh cuts on his legs. "Kellin, why? Why would you want to hurt yourself? Why would you want to damage such beautiful skin? Your so worthy of life. You don't deserve to be so sad and broken. You never did." My vision became blurry and I realized I was crying. Tear after tear poured out of my eyes. It was like rain flooding the ocean. "Tay, I'm sorry, but I'm also broken and I'm not sorry for being broken because there's nothing I could do about that but I'm sorry for not holding on." I looked up at my brother. He looked so weak and pale. "Kellin, I think the doctors are going to admit you to a mental hospital." He sighed. "I know. I just, I've heard about them. They don't sound nice." I assured him that everything would be okay, but soon visiting hours were over and I had to leave. Although I didn't leave, I stayed in the lobby. It was hard to sleep with all of the crying and telling. But I mean it is a hospital. Hospital walls have heard more prayers than the churches. It was finally seven in the morning and I ran back to see Kellin

"Tay, its time for me to leave. Their transferring me now." I kissed his forehead and gave him a long hug. "Kellin, make me a promise here tonight to try and get better. Please, for me." He small smiled before sighing. "I'm crying underwater so you don't hear the sound." I hugged him once more before the doctors kicked me out. "Hey, he'll be fine. We'll give the hospital all of the information needed so they can contact you. Everything's gonna be alright. If he cooperates they'll let him out in about two months." "Yeah, if he cooperates." I turned around and walked back to my car. I won't be able to see him for two months, if he cooperates. I felt like I should blame Vic but I knew it wasn't his fault. Maybe. I had Kellin's phone and an idea popped into my head. Maybe, I should call him. I called Vic's number and spoke to him. Then, I understood what happened and Kellin had it all wrong.

I'm definitely no expert at mental institutions but I'll try my best. Just kind of go along with it, if I mess some stuff up.

- Kellin's POV -

I walked into the new hospital doors and was greeted by a middle aged doctor. "Hello, I'm Dr. Boken, Nice to meet you." Dr. Boken was a tall guy. Well, taller than me in this case. He had shoulder length hair and a little facial hair, but definitely not a lot. He held his hand out, and it took me a while to shake it. "Okay Kellin, come with me and I'll give you a tour." We were on the second floor, but the only way up or down was an elevator, and you had to have a key for the elevator. Smart, very smart. "Here Kellin, is your room. You can come here whenever you want and light out are at nine thirty." Great so I had a bed time. It made me feel like a little kid which I wasn't. He led me through a long narrow hall and to a door. "This is my office where we'll have weekly sessions. A session on Monday and a session on Friday, kind of like an update of your week." We went down a few doors before walking into a large white room with a white table and books, and a small television set. "This is the entertainment room, you can come here when your bored or want to watch some t.v. It's very unhealthy to stay bundled up in your room all day, so we'll have someone assigned to you to bring you down here for two hours or more a day." I nodded my head before walking off again. We walked through a tall narrow door which led to what I'm assuming is the dining room. "This is the dining room. You'll be here for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day breakfast at nine, lunch at one, and dinner at six." After looking at the dining room which was all white except for the floor which was a beige tile we were led through a short, wide hall and into the bathroom. "Okay, pretty obvious that this is the bathroom. You'll shower here once a day and showers must be short, around ten minutes. The mirrors are unbreakable and shower curtains kept clear so the guard that is in here can make sure your not harming yourself in here. After showers you can send your clothes down thus chute which takes them to the laundry room. I'll give you a plastic bag to keep your toothbrush and toothpaste and other necessities like deodorant in. But, they must stay in here. Your clothes have name tags on them so they won't be mixed up. You'll have shower shoes for showering and white slippers to walk around in. Also, there will be group therapy every day led by Mrs. Dr. Boken. My wife, every day that we don't have sessions. If you want, you can sleep until eight forty five, eat breakfast, then fall asleep until its time for you to go down to the entertainment center." I felt so small and childish. "And one last thing, harming yourself or others isn't going to get you anywhere but the intensive unit. Let's just say, its less freedom there." He handed me my clothes to change into. "Kellin, enjoy your stay."