Runaway Case (Kellic)

I am so fucking scared

A thick cloud of silence fell over the environment. The room I'm in is very different. The aroma is making me sick, it was as if Kellin had murdered another boy in here and left his bloodied corpse to rot in the cold, damp room. Scanning the room I noticed how vacant it is. Vacancy and stale air spanned from one pale swamp green wall to the next. Each one containing peeling paint on the surface. The aged yellow carpet looked untouched aside from the lawn chair and mattress placed in the center of the room near the wall.

"Viccy," Kellin had pierced the veil of silence and dragged out the 'y', "do you still love me?" He asked, "But don't say no, or you'll put me at an all time low." Just as I was about to speak, he spoke again. "Oh, and I might make you sleep with me if you say no." I rolled my eyes at his comment and finally responded, "No I don't love you. Sorry. Oh and Kells, I hate to break it to you but I'd rather sleep with a siren."

Silence so thick you couldn't see three feet in front of you fell over the room. Kellin looked heartbroken but I didn't care, it was the truth. "D-do you really mean that, Vic?" he asked, tears dying to be released. I don't blame them, I'd want to escape if I were stuck in his fragile body too. "Yes, Kells, I really do mean that," I spoke with as much sincerity as I could.

Kellin was now crying and I actually felt kind of bad. He actually had a heart, regardless of the fact that he's insane and has me locked in this gross basement. "No, Kellin, don't cry. I'm sorry! I love you, okay?" he looked up at me, ""Okay, Baby?" he was smiling now and nodding his head rapidly while wiping away tears. "Okay."

God, I feel horrible for lying to the maniac but I've always hated it when he cries. He knows that. Oh my god, he knows that. He's always been able to make himself cry and he knows that I hate it when he cries. That little snake! He tricked me!

"Kellin Quinn-Bostwick!" He hates it when you use his dad's last name, "You tricked me! You know I don't love you!" His maniac-like laughter filled the atmosphere, "Viccy-pooh, when did you get so smart?"

Okay I know that Kellin is crazy, but I didn't think he could be THIS crazy! This is a new kind of crazy and oh my god it is so terrifying.

Just as I was about to speak once more, I feel a sharp jab in my left arm. "Lights out, Viccy-pooh. It's getting late," and that's the last thing I heard before it all went black.