Hold Me Close | Kellic

Chapter 22

KELLIN'S P.O.V

I suspected that the guys were likely to still be waiting in my Box. I was hoping that Jack wasn't still holding a grudge and had befriended Mike. I trudged along, not really sure of what was coming next. I hadn't learn anything, most of my questions were left unanswered. I didn't know what to do.

I was certain to find an opportunity to apologise to Vic again for failing to get him to contact Mike. I had promised him that I'd do it and he believed me, what if my promise that someone would love him wouldn't ever become the truth? I couldn't do that to him. Even worse would be to never have the chance to hold him close and show him he's not broken.

A new plan had sprung in my mind and I was suddenly determined to fulfil it. It would be a lot harder than the task to find Mike but I had to do it, even if I had no idea how to.

I changed direction and headed towards where Matty lived. I knew he didn't want to be involved but he was crucial for my plan to work. Even Barakat wouldn't fit the role besides, if he did I still couldn't ask anymore favours of him.

Unless Matty was indulging himself in the mishaps of the common occurrences in Hell, busy prioritising strategies for different types of rankings of the inhabitants of Hell or keeping to his schedule and responsibilities he'd sworn to regulate then I was certain he would have locked himself up in what he'd labelled home, considering Hell had been quiet as S hadn't yet freed us of the unexplained rules he had set.

There was no doubt in my mind that there were more than a million possibilities that what I had in mind would fail but Vic and I needed this, I'd try everything I was capable of doing to make this happen.

I was subconsciously peering around every corner, turning my head in all directions. I was aware that the Sins could still possibly be after me although it didn't matter to me in that moment. All that ran through my mind was reaching the end goal.

I was never one for manners as I pushed myself through the door and shouted for Matty's attention wherever it was he could've been wandering through his maze of a house. His walls were lined with shelves, as far as the walls stretched. The corridor seemingly never ending with other hallways coming off like branches and I was walking through the trunk of the tree. The shelves were stacked with books, filled with information on the world we lived in. Occasionally there were even some on the place above ours. It was clear to the eye that Matty never even contemplated cleaning since there were thick layers of dust lining all the shelves and cabinets. The dust had had plenty of opportunities to settle after the hundreds of years Matty had lived here.

The further I walked the more crammed in Matty's furniture became. It was all very antique just like everything that belonged to Hell, it all had that gothic feel to it. I had my hands, loosely together behind my back as I lazily made my way through his gigantic corridor. I was edging towards postponing my search but reminded my self I did this in Vic's best interests, nothing would make me give anything up for him. My feelings towards him grew every second, they became stronger and made me feel a sense of happiness. I didn't know the name for what I was feeling, demons were never expected to feel like this. It couldn't be anything great because I had never even met Vic before.

Eventually I found Matty, curled up on his velvet, plush couch asleep and distant from the world. The sight might've been adorable to me if I were human and were capable of thinking such things. I slowly walked up to the sleeping body and prodded my finger in his face. He didn't even flinch so I repeated the action, followed by a flick to his forehead but yet again got no movement from him. Matty was definitely a heavy sleeper. I sighed and crouched down beside him and took in a deep breath.

"MATTY, WAKE THE FUCK UP," I screamed in his ear which caused his eyes to shoot open as he tumbled off the couch and fell to the floor.

"I'M SORRY I FORGOT THE LUBE," he screamed in his half asleep state. I don't think he even realised he voiced his dream. Slowly he came back to reality, "Kellin? What are you doing here?"