Maybe we're just having too much fun.......

*Kellin P.O.V*

Today is my last day here. At what seems to be like my only safety. The hospital. My ribs feel a lot better. I've went through surgery and had steel plates to be a replacement. My mom has visited and Derren. They continue to torment me. I've surprisingly had a letter from written from Mike and wonder how he knows I'm here. He told me Vic was adopted and he said he'll be going to the same home soon. I guess since there siblings they leave in two. I'm glad their getting adopted and hopefully by a loving family.

"Hey son!" Dr.Marshall said. I finally figured out him name. He's very nice. Me and him have actually grown a both in the short period of time. Sadly soon I won't see him again.

"Morning!" I said attempting to be cheery.

"Kellin can I speak to you about something." He said with concern lacing his words.

"As if you're not already.....Go ahead." I said as he chuckled.

"Well smartass, I've noticed every time I come in here after you're parents leave your mood completely goes to shit." He said telling the honest truth. I guess I after I'm told I'm a piece of shit and a waste of space and I should be dead. I'm not the happiest person. And it kills me that I can't tell him the truth or I'd die. Every time he brings this up the words that she told me always ring in my head. 'The world will never hear from you again'.

"Well I'm not happy that they leave so early." I lied.

"Kellin I know we've known each other for a while but, I think your lying through your teeth." He stated. No fucking shit! But once again I'd rather lie than be dead.

"No seriously, I missed them and it's hard to see them leave so early. Those words taste disgusting. And he looked at me intently as if he was scanning my face for a lie.

"So, do you want to go home?" He asked. I felt he knew what his intentions were.

"NO!!.......I mean no, I want my ribs to heal up nice and well.....umm...I think staying here I the best thing for them to....uhhh....recover?" I said questioning my own false statement. God my heart was about to fall out of my chest.

"Why Kellin? You can be released today if you want. And yesterday you told me your ribs feel a lot better." He said. I was telling the truth about my ribs. But I'm dreading the day that I have to leave already, I'd hate to leave any sooner.

"You know what I'm very tired so I'll think I'll sleep." I said awkwardly turning over not facing him.

"Well just know you're leaving tomorrow!" He announced.

"Yeah, don't remind me." I muttered.

"Say something Kells?" He ask. That nickname.

"I'm tired...." I sighed. Tears stung my eyes. I quietly cried myself to sleep.

*Mike P.O.V*

Finally today is the day I leave this shithole and meet Vic where he's at. I'm happy as hell they'll send me where Vics at. I'd honestly didn't what to do with out my big bro. I wrote Kellin a letter I was informed by Sarah that his worried mother said he was jumped and raped or some shit. Vic told me Kellin was abused. I'm confused.

"Hey Mike!" Jaime greeted as he poked his head in the door.

"Come on in motherfucker!" I waved him over to me.

"Yes sir!" He held his hands up in surrender. And sat at the end of my bed.

"So what's up?" I asked.

"I'm pretty bummed that you're leaving." He said scratching the back of his neck.

"I know....Me too" I sighed sadly.

"Hey guys." Tony intruded.

"Sup turtle!" I said.

"Your leaving soon" He said sadly.

"Can you guys not turn into pussies on my last day here?" I tried to enlighten the mood.

"Your an asshole Mike." Tony said and Jaime chuckled.

"I just want you guys to know. We had some fucking kickass times here. And gay enough. I fuckin' sorda love you guys. I hope all of you get outta here soon." I honestly said.

"But we're pussies." Jaime joked.

"Fuck you! Dickhead!" I flipped him off.

"Mike they're here." Sarah announced. Tony, Jaime and I exchanged our hugs and goodbyes. I packed my things the night before. I started out the door.

Bitter. Sweet.

*Kellin P.O.V*

I slept an long time. Evidently it's the next day. The day I leave and returned to hell. I'll lie here and enjoy the comfort of a bed something I should stop getting used to.

"Kellin, Your parents are here." Dr. Marshall said.

"Okay I'll be out in bit" I said getting up from my bed and went to the bathroom to change.

"Wow! I don't look as fucked up anymore." I glanced in the mirror. I slowly change out of my hospital robe. My mind was exchanging crude thoughts with me. 'You should kill yourself now jump out the window your 5 stories off the ground. Who the fuck would care? Faggot' I washed the hurtful thoughts out my head second guessing my options. I decided to walk out and face the people that 'Love' me.

"Hey honey are you ready to go?" My mom smiled. I think.

"Oh yes my loving caring mother." I said with much sarcasm.

"Okay let me sign you out and we can leave." She said as I walked outside to the piece of shit we drive.

"How you doing "Son?" Derren said.

"Don't call me that!" I snapped.

"Okay son." He retorted as I sat in the car. Soon my mom walked out from the hospital and sat in the car.

"So how was the hospital? You pathetic piece of shit." She asked.

"Is this how your greeted in hell? I think so!" I said. She didn't answer the rest of the drive was silent until.

"We're home you waste of space." She said. I open the door to my home.

"Oh and Kellin show the other pathetic fucks we picked up from that place you ran away too what do around here. We got you some help." My mom said as I walked up stairs and dropped my things to floor. I heard some one at my doorway. I turned around to see.......

Vic and soon Mike walked behind.

Notes

What!!??! Look who's back.

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