How do I say this. I don't feel like myself anymore. I feel as if every hates me because of who I am, like everyone resents me because I'm different. I'm not sure if I'll miss it here, but I know that no one here will miss me. I better off gone... Goodbye, not that you'll even care... -Kellin Kellin here is a troubled flamboyant teen, with a few issues. But with the unexpected help from an unfamiliar, older, friendly Mexican boy named Victor, will he be able to conquer his demons and have a reason to live? (Aye, yo. It's Kellic.) Probably will contain, self-harm, abuse, sexual content, and sexual assault. Fair warning.

Kellin Quinn. Abused and traumatized by his adoptive parents has gone mute by choice. He will speak for no one, but can Vic Fuentes, the new kid at school break down Kellin's walls and hear his voice? Copyright 2014 @six-meths-a-day

'Stop it. Stop the voices, stop the noise, please. I pleaded to my own head. Please. It was killing me. I felt like I was going to pass out. I was confused and distraught, but at the same time, empty. I opened my eyes to look down at the ground, a force was pulling me forward over the rails. I smelt the air, and felt the sun on my face for what could be the last time. /Do it. Oh, please. Do it./ My own mind was begging me, It will make things easier. It will end the pain. "Stop, please." I shook my head, pressing my hands to my ears, as tears were still falling out of my eyes. /You've fucked up everyones lives anyway. It will solve things./ I looked down into the traffic of busy cars and streetlights, feeling the rails, before leaning forward.'

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de·pres·sion dəˈpreSH(ə)n/ noun * feelings of severe despondency and dejection. |-/ {Trigger warning- suicidal thoughts, self-harm, mature language, and violence} >Edited<

Kellin is in an abusive relationship and desperately wants out. When his boyfriend goes too far Kellin finds his way into Dr. Fuentes's office, which leads him onto a different path than expected.