~*POV Vic*~

"Kellin!" I called out gleefully, searching the house for my missing boyfriend.

"Boo!" he yelled, jumping out from behind the couch and effectively scaring the shit out of me.

"That wasn't very nice Kells!" I whined, gently punching his shoulder, "You scared be!"

"Aw Viccy!" he whined back, obviously mocking me.

He tried to put his thin arms around me, but I shimmied away from him, pretending to be mad. He pouted and crossed his arms over his chest. I did my best to suppress the grin that was coming to my lips. But that boy is just too cute, he's such a kid sometimes though.

He must of realized that I was holding back a grin, because he stuck his lower lip out farther and made a 'humph' sound.

"Oh Kellin," I sighed, giving in to childish game and smiling, "You know I love you!"

"No I don't," he said, turning away when I tried to touch him.

"Yes you do!" I argued, trying my hardest not laugh at the younger man, "Now turn that frown upside down!"

"I don't wanna!" he exclaimed, pouting even larger, to the point in which he looked less like a child and more like a fish, or a duck even.

"I think I know how to get you to smile," I said, grinning slyly at my idea.

"Oh?" he questioned, raising his eyebrows at me.

"I'll just break out the tickle monster!" I yelled, grabbing his sides.

"No Vic stop!" he shrieked as I tickled his stomach.

"Tell me you love me!" I yelled, in between giggle fits.

"I love you! I love you!" he yelled, trying to fight away from my fingers.

"Now that wasn't so hard now, was it?" I asked, pulling him close.

"I guess not," he sighed, laying his head on my chest, "I love listening to your heart beat."

"It beats just for you," I whispered, kissing the top of his head.

"You're so cheesy!" he giggled, lifting his head up.

"What?" I joked, "It's true."

He smiled widely and laughed before gently placing a kiss on my lips.

"Come on lover boy," he giggled, "We have places to be!"

~*3rd Person POV*~

Mike sighed as he looked through the window at his brother, staring blankly out into space, occasionally mumbling something about Kellin. There were a few tubes attached to Vic at various points, one for food, one for waste, things like that. For Vic wasn't in the hospital for his body, it was mind that needed healing.

"Sad isn't it?" one of the doctors said, walking up next to Mike.

Mike frowned and nodded, "How long will he stay like that?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

"Can't say," the doctor responded, just like Mike had thought, "We can't give him any medicine without a full psych eval. And we can't do that until he's back in our world."

Mike shook his head and started to walk away from his brother's room, "I'll be back tomorrow," he mumbled.

Mike was growing tired of his big brother's childish behavior. He understands that his situation sucked, but the way Vic was coping, just isn't acceptable.

For Vic had been trapped in his mind's separate reality for three months now. Ever since his beloved fiance was killed, the same day he agreed to spend his forever with Vic. Needless to say, Vic wasn't coping. He built up the walls of an alternate reality, one that he lives in now. One where both himself and Kellin are safe from any harm.

Vic is haunted. He's haunted by the past, he's haunted by the future. And worst of all, he's haunted by his love, by his Kellin.

Notes

This is what happens when I get bored in between classes. :D