Bleed Into Your Mind (KELLIC)

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I sat in my car, whistling the happiest tune I knew of. Everything was right in the world again. With Oliver I had tricked myself into a false sense of security. I felt like he was what I needed, but really he was what was safe. Now though, I had back what I needed. I had Kellin.

Speaking of Kellin, he was awake. Taking him was easy. There weren't many rooms in the motel or many guests. I was able to find his room, knock him out with the chloroform and get him to my car undetected. Now though, the effects of the chloroform had worn off and he was banging the roof of the trunk over and over again.

He would calm down once he saw it was me though. I was sure he'd be delighted, just as I was. It felt so good to touch him again. When his body went limp against mine I could have just stood there forever holding them. If it wasn't for the urgency of the situation I probably would have.

I stopped the car amongst some trees, far away from town, and only a little away from mine and Kellin's new home. I took a moment to breathe. I was so overwhelmed. Just hearing the life in him swelled my heart more than I thought possible. "Sociopath", they would call me on the news. No. I wasn't a sociopath. A sociopath could never feel this way for another.

I got out of the car once I couldn't contain myself any longer. The boy of my dreams was just seconds away from me and I needed to see him. I went around to the trunk and opened it. The interior light shone down on him illuminating his eyes which widened at the sight of me.

He started screaming through the duct tape. I had a feeling he would be like this. He was a difficult one to win over, especially with the media having warped his mind of me. Actually, he probably just thought he saw a ghost. After all, he thought I was dead too.

"It's okay, Kellin. It's me. I'm real." I told him.

I didn't know what I was expecting from him after saying that, but he was still freaking out.

"I'm sorry I had to make you pass out, Kellin, but you're a struggler. I knew you would be, just like last time." I said.

He was screaming louder, but I wasn't too worried about it. There were no other houses around for miles. I sighed and leant down before gently taking the duct tape off his lips.

"Help me!" A chortled scream left his throat, "Someone help me!"

"We're in the middle of nowhere. No one can hear you, silly." I told him.

Strained sobs overcame him as tears ran down his face. His pleas of help simply echoed throughout the woods. I knew it was overwhelming for him, but once the initial shock left and I got rid of the brainwashing the media did on him, he'd be back to loving me in no time.

"No one can hear you." I told him again, firmly this time. He looked up at me with glistening eyes.

"Please let me go. Please don't do this again. I can't do this again." He whined.

I sighed and cocked my head to the side, watching him in curiosity. There he went, always making a big deal out of nothing. I would have to begin from scratch to remind him of our love.

"I see I'm going to have my work cut out with you again, but don't worry, just like last time you'll fall in love with me again." I said. I was sure of it.

"I was never in love with you! I fucking hate you! You psycho!" He screamed at me.

His words hurt, almost physically. I flinched away. I held it back though. I knew he didn't mean it. I knew this would be how he'd react.