Stay Away From My Friends

chapter 11: past

After this chapter I'm going to sleep, I'll be happy to read your comments in the morning or if I wake up later ❤❤❤

Hopefully it will put me in a better mood

Oliver's pov

Kellin is really the nicest and most pure person I've ever met. I look over at him as I drive to the house and smile when I see he's asleep. That's my boyfriend..

I avoid the hole so he can sleep fine. Sitting here I curse the government under my breath. Why don't they fix these fucking potholes with the taxes I pay. The angelic creature beside me moves a little so I put my hand on his thigh.

When I pull up to the house I get out quietly and go around opening his door quietly. Unbuckling him a kiss his cheek before picking the sleeping boy up. He almost wakes up but doesn't.

When I try to open the door and fumble with It, it opens and Tyler looks at me and kellin. "Awww, your so nice," tyler whispers to me. I smile and take

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Kellin's pov

"Just kill yourself," is what they said. I'm already dead.. okay maybe I'm a being a bit dramatic.

Face down in the dirt, this doesn't hurt.. it should hurt, they are kicking me after all. Each impact I feel but cant do anything about. I'm just pretending it doesn't hurt...

I'll be okay..

When a shoe holds my head down into the dirt that's turning into mud I close my eyes tightly. It's hard to hear over my crying.. I want to go home. I want to crawl in my bed and go to sleep forever.

It's cold and raining. Its pouring down rain and thundering. "You're a fucking weirdo Bostwick," Danny spits. Literally.  Danny is my bully and I think he might actually kill me one day.

I hope he does. I hope my death scares him and haunts the rest of his life. I hope he goes to jail for killing me. My voice is going weak. That's from all the screaming I've been doing.

I don't understand how someone could be so heartless. I know it's me, but it seems like if any person was screaming and crying this bad they would stop. To say I'm having a panic attack is like saying theres a few pieces of sand in the desert.

Its completely underestimated. I'm terrified and I need to get up or I'll have a fucking heart attack. I cant even hear anymore. Not like I've gone deaf, no, like my brain is in fight of flight and hearing doesn't matter.

After- time, I have no clue on if it's been 5 minutes or 5 hours, the shoe is removed and I try to pick myself up but I slip in the mud and smack into the mud

I open my eyes confused. Its night? I slowly pick myself out of the mud and look around. I'm all alone? How long have I been passed out for?

I pick myself up and it feels like I'm leaving peices of my soul as I limp away. Everything on me hurts. I've got mud on every inch of me and I'm soaked to the bone in freezing rain water.

When I get home I don't say anything to my parents that are screaming at each other in the kitchen. I take off my muddy shoes and socks and walk to my room trying not to get anything muddy.

I get into my bathroom and strip out of my muddy clothes. When I look in the mirror I look for someone else's face. This isnt me.. This is some broken 15 year old.

I punch the mirror before I hate the reflection staring at me. I hate this feeling. Oh great, I'm bleeding..

"Kellin"

Who just said that?

"Kellin, wake up,"

Wake up? This isn't a dream? This happened this is real. Everything fades and I fall limp.

I sit up and look at Oli. "W-what!?" I shriek out pathetically. Oliver wipes away tears from my cheeks. I'm in my bed?

"You were crying in your sleep so I woke you up. Are you okay?" He asks and I hug him.

"Just a bad dream," I mumble. My past is a bad dream.. I wish I got amnesia a forgot all my past.

"Wait, wasnt I in your car?" I ask feeling a bit confused. I dont remember walking from the car here.

"I brought you up here," he says and his hand slides up the back of my shirt and scratches my back softly.

"Thank you.." I whisper.

"Let me take off your shirt and help you relax," he says and I pull away looking at him confused.

"Trust me," he says pull up my shirt. I let him take off my shirt and he kisses me softly.

"Lay on your stomach and just listen to the quiet sounds of your room," he says and I do as he says. He scratches my back and also rubs it. He kisses my shoulder blade and I feel all my problems melt away.

Oliver Sykes is my boyfriend and I just learned he's really good and rubbing backs and massaging me. I don't even feel to anxious about him seeing my arms.. It's been two weeks since I've hurt myself and I'm kind of proud of this.

Maybe I can go another week without cutting..?

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