Who Done It?

Chapter 21

*Kellin's P.O.V.*

I don't understand the point in being here if all we're all going to do is die. It's like Chris, Ronnie, and Ricky are setting us up to be bait and it's not fair. They're treating us like we're worms out in open water and they're just playing around, letting the fish eat as many of us as they can. I was tired, I was, I've been tired since Vic woke me up, I've been tired since we've gotten here. I've had absolutely no peaceful, quiet, or comfortable sleep since I've been here. I was laying back on Vic's arm, wondering why I was even here with these idiots.

"I'm tired." I said, looking back at Vic who just massaged my waist with his thumbs.

"Me too baby, just wait until we see what they want us to do." He said and kissed my forehead, making me whine.

"Ugh, I don't want to wait. I'm tired of all this death, staying up or getting woken up because someone died. I just want to go home." I told him in my childish voice and he nodded, turning me into his arms and kissing my forehead.

"Fine, I'll make a deal with you, okay?" He asked and I nodded, watching him think and then sigh. "If someone else dies, then me and you are going to go upstairs and go to bed. Okay, and we'll stay there until we get help. Until then, we stay here." He said and I couldn't help but to smile at the thought of actually escaping all of this, but I knew it would probably be a while before anything happens. I started to pout and whine a little, making him get a slightly annoyed and concerned look.

"Fine, but that doesn't solve my sleepy problem." I told him and he chuckled.

"Well, me and you can go get some blankets and I'll hold you while you sleep." He offered and I smiled before leaving his arms and going to the door.

"Where are you guys going?" I turned around to see Alysha walking and standing next to Vic.

"To get blankets." He told her and she sniffled before wiping her eyes a little.

"Do you mind if I go?" Her voice was hoarse and he shrugged.

"No, it's okay. Come on." He told her and I opened the door for all of us. She followed close to Vic and I was a little jealous you could say, but I knew why she was doing it. She had her boyfriend and best friend die and she was very fragile, I remembered that about her. We all had just walked out of the kitchen door when we were met with Austin and Hannah. She was still crying and I felt sorry for her, but not enough to truly express it.

"What's wrong with her?" Alysha whispered as we passed by them and they had gone into the kitchen.

"Oliver had glass down his throat." Vic said back and we went to get our blankets. I looked back at Alysha who seemed to just be standing there, staring at us. It only seemed to be me who noticed, Vic was mindlessly looking for good pillows and blankets.

"Are you okay?" I asked her and she nodded, sniffling and placing her hand over the middle of her face.

"Yeah." She said and I turned to Vic who was good with the whole comforting thing. Me? I could absolutely care less, plus it would be pretty awkward to be next to her.

"Listen, it's nothing okay. Don't let this get to you. You're stronger than that, okay?" He tried to comfort her and she shook her head.

"I miss Mike. She lost her Mike Oliver was her Mike, and I've lost mine and Erin, and Tony and I don't want to be here alone." She cried and tried to refrain from shedding anymore tears, but that only made things worse.

Vic sighed and handed me the pillow and blankets and went over to her, letting her cry in his arms. He turned towards me and I gave him an annoyed look and he mouthed sorry, and I just nodded. I could understand the whole thing, it's just what's mine is mine, and right now she has all his attention. She started pulling away from him, wiping her eyes.

"I'm okay, just, I'm okay." She said and Vic nodded.

"Okay." He said and reached in my arms to get one of the blankets and handing it to her.

She took it with a small smile and started towards the kitchen. I walked over to Vic's side and let him know I was there by laying my head against his shoulder. He looked down at me and smiled softly before picking me up, the small pillow fitting perfectly in his arms and he helped place the blanket over me. I sighed happily and laid in his arms as we walked back into the kitchen, everyone looking at us. I looked at Alysha, seeing her wrap the blanket around herself and then going over into a corner. She seemed so sad and I couldn't help but to notice that she was staring at Hannah, who was next to the blood that came from Erin.

I watched as she started to pick at her nails and I felt Vic bring me up some to his chest and kiss my cheek and I smiled. I was just about to close my eyes when I watched Alysha open one of the utensil drawers and pull out a knife. I was sure that she was going to kill someone, someone, but I wasn't sure who until she put the knife to her throat. I started to get down, getting down from Vic's arms, but he pulled me back into them, wrapping them around me. She sliced right through it, blood pouring out of it and Hannah let out a scream and I clutched onto Vic's arm. I didn't want to be here anymore, I wanted to go upstairs, I wanted to be away from this.

"Let's go, Vic, lets go." I told him, turning around to face him as he stood there in awe. His jaw dropped and not even blinking. "Vic." I whined and he turned his attention to me and shook his head.

"I-I, okay." He said and took ahold of my hand and started backing away from the room. When we were out of the kitchen, he ran his fingers through his hair. "What the f.uck is going on?" He asked, looking around the house and then going to the stairs.

There was just so much blood and I couldn't help but to picture the blood that was running down her neck. It was just so much and so overwhelming that I wish I didn't even see it. I wish I would have closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep when Vic first put me in his arms. I hadn't even paid any attention to what was going on around me, so when Vic kissed me and wrapped his arms around me, I jumped.

I was finally able to focus my vision on him, looking at him as he looked at me with sparkling eyes, glistening from the tears he was soon to shed. He moved away slowly from me and pulled me over to the bed, letting me get in first and him after me. I felt him pull my back into him and kiss the back of my neck before sighing. I could feel how tense I was after that, it was sickening just watching nothing happen but death. I turned around in his arms and buried my face in his chest and he rubbed my back soothingly.

"It's okay, she was just, it was too much for her. Mike and Erin were the only people in life that she was close to and needed, so it just pushed her over the edge." Vic explained and I shook my head.

"I'm tired." I told him, trying to ignore him and his speech. He nodded and kissed my forehead before holding on to me tighter.