After the police officer offers to drive us to the hospital he gives a sympathetic look towards kellin. Kellin is crying really hard. This breaks my heart.

I get up and realize something.  That was the first time I met his parents.. his parents are both in the hospital. "Hey wheres you're room?" I ask and he points to the stairs.

-kellins pov-

"I'm going to get his shoes and well appreciate it if you could take us to his mom," I hear Oliver say and I try to calm down but it's hardly working.

Oliver takes me upstairs and I hear him open a few doors until he goes into one. I glance the surrounds, my room. I push my face into his chest.

Then the my dismay he puts me on my bed. I want to be in his arms. He kisses my forehead and looks around my room and grabs shoes socks and then goes into my closet.

I stop sobbing constantly now it's just crying and little sobs every once in a while. He puts stuff next to me then goes into my bathroom and comes back and cleans the blood and dirt off of my feet.  "Dont worry love, everything will get better," he says and puts on my socks for me.

"Lay down and trust me," he says and I do so. He unbuttons my pants and takes off the way to big pants. He then helps me put on my black sweatpants. Nothing's sexual about it and that makes me trust him so much more.

He helps me put on my shoes and I sit up. He grabs one of my black jackets and helps me put it on. He wraps my blanket around me and picks me up and takes me downstairs. I sniffle and rest my head on his shoulder.

We get into the back of the police car and Oliver treats me as a precious glass doll the whole time.

Lol I just realized I said Oliver pov wrote a tiny bit and then started to write in kellins *has to add the pov change sign* um sorry if you dont like it switching back and forth but I'm going back to Oliver's pov

Oliver's pov

I look out the window of the cop car, its dark outside but stores and street lights are on making it easy to see everything. 

Once I'm no longer interested in outside I look back at kellin. He fell asleep.  It is almost three something so I don't blame him. Has this ever happened before?

When he ran out of my house I freaked out. I'm not use to waking up to someone panicking. Unlike him I thought to grab shoes and clothes. I put it all on lightning speed to catch up with him.

I dont regret fighting his stepfather, yeah my lip is busted and my cheek has a dull pain in it but those were just lucky hits from him. I did damage to his  abusive self.

He doesn't hit kellin right?

The more I get to know kellin the more I see he's been building walls around himself. But most walls are stone and makes the person seem unapproachable. This case it seems kellin has built his walls and then covered them with rose tinted shades.

So when someone looks at him they see someone who is happy and they cant see his walls. They are there, if they weren't then why have I never heard him talk about his home. Or how he hardly eats. He has faded scars that he never explained.

I reach over and wipe his tears away, he's done crying but he did cry himself to sleep..

"He's very upset, you should make sure your always by his side," the police officer speaks softly. I look at him for a second and then kellin.

"I wish but he's embarrassed to be seen with me at school," I say with a little frown. I understand he has a reputation but I just with I could talk to him in school.

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