It Makes The Pain Go Away [Kellic]

~Ch 10~

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My eyes went wide at the sight of him. What in the hell is perfect, sweet, innocent Vic doing in a hell hole like this.

"Council!" Someone yelled into our room. Vic ran out immediately, avoiding my gaze.

"What...." I said to myself. I followed everyone into the council room, but Vic wasn't there. Where could he have gone so fast?

"Hey, long time no see," Alex smiled, nudging my arm a little. I was still in shock and didn't really know what to say. I just smiled and pretended like nothing was wrong.

After sitting in chairs for awhile, a girl, who looked like a counselor, for sure, walked in with Vic at her side. He looked.... different.

As soon as our eyes met, I felt something wrong, something off. The light seemed to be drained from him, not even a sign of life.

I didn't notice this before for some reason, but now it was obvious. He was just a shell.

"Hey, you alright?" Alex tried to get my attention.

"No..." I shook my head, never taking my eyes off of him. What could've caused something like this to happen?

"Vic," I tried to get his attention, but his eyes just looked right through me.

"You know him?" Alex nodded towards Vic.

"Yea.. he's sorta my only friend... well, was I guess."

"Damn, what happened to him?"

"I don't know," I sunk down in my chair.

"So this is our new arrival, Victor," the lady said, motioning towards Vic's lifeless frame.

"It's Vic," he said coldly. The way he talked sent a chill down my spine. His voice was so full of hatred, like he was a completely different person. Even his lack of response frightened me.

"Well Vic, we are glad to have you in our group," she tried to brush off his cold vibe.

"So am I..." he said sarcastically.

Wow, is this how I looked from his point of view? So lifeless and just flat out rude?

"I like him," Alex smirked at Vic's disrespectful tone.

"Anyway... let's go ahead and continue with some stories. Justin, why don't you tell us about why you're here."

I looked over to see a guy in a snap back and chewing a piece of gum.

"I could ask you the same question," he sassed.

"Mr. Hills please," she frowned.

"Ok, ok, if you must know my sob story," he cleared his throat and sat up a little in his chair.

"Well when I was younger, I was, well, violent. I got into tons of fights. The thing people thought was weird about it was the fact that I loved it. I still love it," he smiled almost maniacally, "I loved the thrill and the feeling of my fist hitting someones face.

"Eventually, I got pretty crazy about it and became addicted to inflicting pain, so one day when my parents kept me at home so I wouldn't hurt anyone, I hurt them instead. And that's why I'm here," he finished with a cheerful tone.

And I thought my life sucked.

"Uh... thank you Justin...," she said a little uneasy. She looked kind of afraid of him, moving cautiously to the other side of the circle.

"Rawr," Justin growled, scaring the shit out of her. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Uh... ok... let's see hmm" she pondered.

Please don't call on me, please don't call on me.

" Ah... Kellin," she pointed towards me.

Fuck.... I looked up at her and crossed my arms.

"What the hell do you want," I sighed.

"Would you please share why you're here?"

"Hah, fuck no," I laughed.

"Please don't use that language here."

"Oh shit, I'm sorry," I rolled my eyes.

"Tell us what happened," she brushed off my comment.

"Well, I was walking, and suddenly, a lightening bolt struck me and I saw god. He said to me, Kellin... You're going to hell' and ZAP! I came here," I leaned back in my chair and gave her my best 'No Shits Given' face.

"Um ok then. Maybe some other time. Oli, what about you?"

"Oh please," a boy with a British accent muttered.

"I've asked you everyday for five months now, don't you want to share yet?"

"No," he said flatly.

"Why do I bother," I heard her mutter under her breath.

"Well, anyone else want to share? No? Alright you're all dismissed." She turned around and went back through the door she came from.

I wonder what's on the other side. Freedom? More cells? None of it mattered right now. The only thing I could really focus on was Vic.

Why was he here and why is he being so cold?

I walked over to Vic and stood in front of him, "Are you ok? What happened?"

"Mind your own fucking business," he snapped, walking away from me. I flinched at his words.

I don't know why, but I felt like I just wanted to cry because of the rejection.

"Vic please... Talk to me," I yelled chasing after him. I reached out to him only to have my hand smacked away.

Tears welled in my eyes. Why? I don't even know. I shouldn't care. I swallowed hard and blinked then away.

"But..." I started, but was cut off.

"No." He went through the double doors and walked down the hallway towards the dorms.

Why would he ignore me? Did I do something wrong? The way we used to talk at school, how he always found some way to bug me, was it all gone?

"What was that?" Alex walked up beside me, concern in his eyes.

"Nothing," I walked over to a door that looked like it lead outside. I opened it an was immediately hit with a gust of fresh air.

This is what I wanted without even knowing it.

This is what I needed.

I walked further outside and notice the chain linked fence around the park like area. I guess it was better than nothing.

I walked over to a large tree an began to climb. The branches were perfect for this, sturdy an spaced evenly. I climbed as far as I could until I came across the perfect branch to sit on.

It must have been at least 20 feet off the ground. My feet dangled over the edge and I lied back, glancing up at the bits of the sky that shined through the leaves.

Maybe I could just stay here and wither away. No one would notice anyway.

Right now I wanted more than anything to be back at home in my room...to have my phone..... My razors.

I ran my fingers along the cuts on my wrist. They had already began to grow scabs, so I picked them off.

I don't deserve to heal. This is the kind of punishment I get for being a failure.

I looked down and a thought popped into my head....fall.

Kellin...just fall off.

"No...stop it," I cringed.

It's so easy to just fall. To die and live.

"NO! Leave me alone," I grabbed chunks of my hair desperately trying to get the voice out of my head.

Jump and fly with me.

And I did.