17. Stressed Out

                                    

                                          
Title credits: Stressed Out by Twenty-Øne Piløts  
                          
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•Vic pov• 
                          
I haven't heard from Kellin all day. I hope he's okay, he seemed really off yesterday. I was going to ask, but I didn't want to push. I noticed his off mood right before he went to the bathroom at Jaime's. I'm really worried, I was bummed he was called by the piece of shit he calls his father, I hoping to have him laying in bed next to me on my birthday. But I don't want to make his situation worse by him not obeying his father. He told what happens when he doesn't obey. And I fear for him. 
                          
I really wish he'd stand up to his father, this is killing me driving him back there knowing that he's going to get hurt every time he sets foot in that house he doesn't deserve that. I don't understand why this is  happening I'll have to ask Kellin one day, he must know. 
                          
I can't sleep knowing he's there and not safe here with me. I've been tossing and turning all night trying to get my mind to shut off and go to sleep but it won't listen. I know it's the wee hours of the night and I should be asleep but I just can't until I hear from Kellin. 
                          
I heard my phone ringing I wonder who'd be calling me at 2:30 am. Speak of the devil. I quickly answered. But all I heard were his sobs on the other side of the phone. 
                          
"Babe, you there" I say. 
                          
"...y-yeah..." 
                          
"Baby what's wrong?" I ask. 
                          
"...c-come, please?..." he says between sobs. 
                          
"Of course I'll be there in five" I say. 
                          
"...t-thank-ks V-Vee" He says. And the hung up the phone. 
                          
I ran out of my room grabbing my sneakers, pulled on my hoodie, got my keys and I ran out the door to my car and started it up and as fast as I could to get to his house. Cause if my baby need me then I have to be there to get him. Who knows what state he could be in. Since it's early in the morning there's no one on the road so I got to his house quickly. I park the car. I don't see him waiting outside like usual. But that's ok it's chilly out anyway. I walk up to the door and knock. 
                          
Then the door creeks open a tiny bit. And I see his green-ish blue eye peeking out and he opens it further seeing it's me. Then he immediately pulls me in warps his arms around me crying into my sweatshirt. 
                          
"Come on KellBell lets get to my place then we can talk" I say. He nods. I walk back to the door 
                          
"Wait..." then he walks away. 
                          
This is the first time in his house, it looks nice, kind of, it has potential. There is a bit of a mess and stuff thrown everywhere and the stench of alcohol is very prominent. I can see why Kellin doesn't want to be here. 
                          
"Kels?" I say. 
                          
"Coming" 
                          
Then I see him walking over to me with a whole bunch of stuff and a suitcase in his hands. 
                          
"What's all that?" I ask him. 
                          
"Oh well um, my Uh, dad, threw me out and doesn't want me ever coming back so I need to take as much stuff as I can" he says shyly, tears rolling down his cheeks.