Bleed Into Your Mind (KELLIC)

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No, no, no! This could not be happening. I couldn't lose Kellin, not again. Someone must have taken him. They had to have! There was no way Kellin would run from me again, not after we just found each other. Things were different. They were better this time. He had to see that by now.

I ran through the woods, screaming out Kellin's name and hearing it echo, bouncing off the trees. I barely knew where to begin. If he left by himself then where could he have gone?

I stopped running so I could catch my breath and take a moment to think about this logically. If Kellin had truly run away by himself then he had clearly lost his mind. He wanted to get away from me. He still thought I was bad, that I was a threat to him. If I were afraid and running from someone then where would I go? Perhaps to seek shelter or find help.

That was it. I knew where he went. There was only one house nearby that you could get to on foot. I didn't know who lived there, but I had seen it many times as I passed through the woods to get to town.

I ran as fast as I could to the house. I didn't have a single second to spare. When I got there I pounded on the door incessantly, desperate for a reply. After what felt like an eternity, a man opened the door. His beer gut was hanging out and his moustache had a hint of whatever food he had just been eating on it. He smelt of cigarettes and alcohol.

"Where is he?" I asked the man.

"What?" He asked in the most annoying hillbilly accent.

"A boy came here, right? Give him back to me and I won't hurt you," I threatened him.

"Ain't no damn boy came by here. What are you talkin' 'bout?" The man asked.

I didn't have time for this. I pushed past the man, barging into the house which was more like a small shack, littered with filth.

"Hey! What do you think you're doin'?!" The man shouted but I ignored him.

I searched every room, every square inch of them, searching for Kellin or any signs that he had been here.

"Kellin!" I called out, "Where are you?!"

As I got to the final room and saw no signs of him, my hope plummeted. I was sure he would have been here. It was the only other place to go unless he was hiding out in the woods.

"Get out of my house on I'm gon' call the police!" The man warned.

He was of no use to me anymore. Kellin wasn't here and the man wasn't worth the trouble of killing. I left the house, storming out. Once I was alone and heard his door slam shut, I stopped to think. I ran my fingers through my hair, gripping the strands tightly. The stress was beginning to consume me. I had to find him. I just had to.

Where the hell could he be? I thought back to when he had run from me before. I found him in the woods and brought him back. He wasn't a good runner. He never had been. I could catch him every time and that was why he tried to kill himself Wait, that was it. The bridge! It was nearby and it was the only other place I could think of. Would he dare go there again though? He couldn't possibly be thinking about putting me through that again, could he? The thought terrified me and had me setting off again, running towards the bridge.

I ran for the longest time. I felt exhausted, like I couldn't possibly go on anymore, but I pushed myself. I pushed myself for the sake of Kellin, myself and our future.

By the time I got to the bridge, the sky was pitch black and my vision was going hazy. I slowed down in fear that I'd pass out. I looked around as I caught my breath, slowly feeling my stamina rise again.

There. I spotted a shadowed figure standing on the other side of the railings and I knew it was Kellin. He was doing this again and I felt like I was right back where we were years ago. I couldn't save him back then though. I tried and I failed. I couldn't fail again. Last time it felt like my heart was ripped from my chest as my entire world crumbled around me. I wouldn't allow that to happen again. I needed him in my life forever.