Locket |kellic; boyxboy|

Lost My Light

(Kellin's POV)

I didn't hear from Vic all day.

It had been two weeks since I'd met his mother and we had only texted about five times within that span. Usually, we talked every day, from morning to night, so this was a drastic change for me. I was worried sick, really. I had asked myself over and over: What have I done? Is he mad at me? Is he okay?

When we had talked, he told me he wasn't mad at me but then again, that was over a message, he could be lying. I decided to just stop thinking about it and try to occupy myself. I scroll through Twitter, favoriting a couple, but not really interested. I close the app and go to Tumblr, following a couple more pages, but again, it doesn't catch my interest.

I sigh and close that app as well, then go to my messages.

To: Jaime

Are you busy?

No reply. I scroll through my messages from Vic, trying to piece together how he was feeling when he sent them. As far as I knew, they looked normal, no sign of agitation or sadness. Well, maybe the sadness, his replies were a lot a shorter than usual. Tapping my foot, I try messaging him again. Vic, are you alright?

Yep. But my mom isn't.

What happened?

She died.

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(Vic's POV)

I couldn't breathe.

Maybe it was the fact that I'd been crying for an hour.

Maybe it was the fact that I was choking and coughing through more tears.

Maybe it was the blood loss.

I don't know exactly why I couldn't breathe but I did know that I needed Kellin over as soon as possible. Then I felt bad for thinking that; Kellin has a life besides caring for me. He can't run and save me every time something goes wrong.

Mom is gone. Dad is gone. Mike will be, seeing as he hates me.

Everyone was gone.

Mom had died just an hour ago, they'd come to get her right after. I was with her when it happened. She was coughing, and coughing, and coughing, and I was trying to help but it wasn't working. Then she looked at me, crying, or maybe her eyes were watering from the hacks, I don't know, but she looked at me with the salty lines on her face and she said to me: "I love you so mu-much, Vic,"

I was sobbing and holding her. I told her stop talking like that. Then she grabbed my cheeks with shaking hands. "Remember one thing,"

"Live in love."

And I cried harder, just as the life left from her lips with the words. She was gone. I'd lost my light.

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Short filler because my mom was rushing me to leave I'm sorry