*A/N: story could be triggering, or sad, please dont continue if you cant handle it. Also this was written before the law was passed in the US about gay marriage, which explains something said in this story.*

"So how was everything? I mean you took him in, helped him escape abuse" the interviewer asks as she puts her clip board of questions back on her lap.

"should I start the story from the begining or?" I ask and she nods

"where ever you want to,its your story" she says with a smile, im currently known as the town hero,I helped one person, and not just anyone, I helped Kellin Quinn.

I walked into school and i sighed as I sat in my seat, I watched as Kellin sat down next to me, he pulled his beanie down.

"Kellin" i whispered and he hesitantly looked at me, exposing a purple mark under his ear

"what happened, who did this to you?" I asked and he just shurged

I wouldnt say Kellin and I were friends at first. He never took interests in me, he was for the most part a friend of Mike's.

"how did Kellin meet mike?" she asks interupting my story on the day I met Kellin

"well, Kellin was new, people liked him, Mike likes people who others want and so he talked to Kellin" i state and she nods letting me continue my story.

"you cant say you dont know" I stated and he just shurged again

"why not?" he asked

"because thats lying" I said

"what if it happened in my sleep" he said

"Kellin this didnt happen in your sleep" I said, I was really kind of getting annoyed at this point, all I wanted was answers he sighed again and ignored me for the rest of class, it wasnt till the end of school where I...I followed him home, I didnt know this about him but he lived in foster house, when I saw him open the house door i saw three little kids rush up to him, it was so cute, but then they left with his foster mom, and then thats when I saw figures near the window, I witnessed his foster dad punch him in the face, and some other guy I remembered from school, Justin Hills, he kicked Kellin in the stomach, I never thought, I would ever witness justin hills do that to kellin, they seemed so close, and then I found out they were actually brothers, foster brothers. I didnt believe it. iIcouldnt watch it anymore, I knocked on the door. I was all hyped up, you know?

I give the interviewer a playful smile when I say the last sentence the interviewer laughs

the door opens and the dad opened the door "what do you want?" he asks

"Kellin, im a friend" i said he looked at me in disbelief

"Kellin doesnt have friends" he said harshly

"well bullshit, he has me" I said and Kellin's dad looked at me unimpressed.

"Justin!" I yelled, now you must be wondering, why did I call Justins name? well I knew for a fact Justin is scared of my little brother, and my brother would do anything for me. Justin walked up to the door and he looked at me wide eyed, pushing his dad away telling him to not mess with me, I had them right where I wanted them

"pull anything funny I have Mike on spead dial" I stated and he noded, I practically grabbed Kellin's hand, and I made him take me to his room, I told him to pack, he looked at me weridly and I explained I was taking him away and he was going to live with Mike and I, it looked like he was about to argue, so I started packing all of his stuff for him. and I took him home. My brother and I lived alone so having him move in wasnt a problem, we had a guest room and so Kellin took it, everything was okay, Kellin always...He always thanked me, he hessitated before eating what I made everyday. I would be like "hey you want pizza" and he would look away, look at me shyly, look at Mike, smile at me, look at the pizza, say no, then I give him a look and he would give in and say yes. we all still went to school, I found myself glued to his side, I saved him from justin, I got his dad put in jail, thats what I'm known for right, taking in a beautiful blue eyed boy and saving him from his parents.

"how was the process of putting his dad in jail?" the interviewer asks and I take a deep breath. taking in the memories as they smash into my skull and make there way to my eyes, making me feel like I am back in that moment.

it was hard, I mean, turning him in for abuse was easy, but getting them to let me keep Kellin in my house, vs going back into the foster home or getting moved to anyther. it was a long two weeks until they said it was fine, after all Kellin was about to be eightteen. this is so awkward to say, but I took care of kellin like he was my brother, but I started falling in love with him.

I take a shaky breath and I give the interviewer a look, begging for a brake "cut, five minute brake" the interviewer says with a smile, I return the smile and then I feel a tear almost come down. "its okay, Vic breathe, it's okay" Jaime says rubbing my back as he sits on the arm of the couch im on, I smile at him and he kisses my cheek. how did I become so lucky to have jaime? he understands how badly I loved Kellin, and its like hes accepted the fact I will always love Kellin, maybe even more than I love him.

"Andrew?" I ask Jaime "hes in the kitchen, I just gave him a cookie, I hope you dont mind" Jaime says

"No, its fine, we've been over this, he needs another parent figure, I dont think I'm fully...in the mind set to do this on my own, thank you for everything" I say and he smiles at me, he lightly touches my arm and pecks my lips before walking away.

"Can we start rolling?" the interviewer asks and I give her a reasuring smile, she gives me a nod so I can continue

I think it was most awkward for Mike, knowing I had a thing for a friend of his, Kellin started gainning confidence and the house was just as much his as it was mine, it took a while but he admited he had a thing for me, and you know love happened, we had our first date, I planed it, and oh Kellin knows I plan the best first dates, I knew he hated scary movies, so, i did the thing where i brang him to see one, he hated me for a day, it was the cutest thing, I enjoyed the tight hugs from Kellin, him putting his face into my chest, he was beautiful in any situation. It was the best day of my life and I just hope Kellin would've said the same.

I feel a tear go down my face and I dont even stop it.

Obviously things got better than they had been for him. His life was in place. My life was in place, he had me, I had him, I graduated before he did, I got a job, he still had school for a few more weeks, how did I graduate before him? I have no idea. But I had mike watch Kellin, not in a creepy way, I just wanted to make sure Kellin was okay and things wouldnt get bad for him again, after all Justin was still in school. one day Kellin came home with the craziest idea. He told me "gay marrige isnt legal in this state, but how about you and me, get married without getting married, we could have ring pop rings or somthing" he said, hope in his eyes. I laughed at how cute he was being and I told him I would do anything for him,and thats what we did. I didn't go with his ring pop idea, I got us...I got us both promise rings, they are gold with a little dimond with the words 'i love you' ingraved in them. He basicaly attacked me once I got down on one knee and said. "I know all you wanted was a ringpop ring and for that to be our key to forever, but instead i got you this" and i held out a box, i opened it and he started crying, happy tears of course. "can these promise rings be our forever?" I asked and he slowly stoped crying and I sliped it on to his finger and before I could even get up he put me in a huge hug, making us fall. The next step was moving into this house im currently talking to you in, he just finished high school and we moved here, he wanted a family, and some how, this is very weird to talk about but they got a way to get my genes and kellin's to both be in a kid, we didnt think they actully meant it, they found us a cell doner and we waited a few months and a knock came at the door and they handed us a cute baby,he has Kellin eye's, I made Kellin name him, he kept giving me looks, and I gave in, I told him he could give him the first name if I gave him the middle, he smiled and said "thats better" he named our son, andrew, and me being me gave our son the middle name...Michael. so well his full name is Andrew Michael Fuentes Quinn Bostwick..but Kellin always said we would never tell our son that he has three last names, Kellin was all like, never tell him the name Bostwick. Even when Andrew was a small little baby Kellin wouldnt dare let me say anything that started with a 'B' near our baby, I couldnt even call him baby, Kellin would freak out. now this is where my story takes another turn, the escape of kellin's father.

        life was great, I had kellin, he had me, we both had our son, I worked as a writer for the news paper-yes I recently have taken a break from that.- Kellin worked in a cafe, his cafe, the owner made him the owner, Kellin loved that place, the smell of coffee, the smell of cake, the people who would come in every day, his co-workers. my best friend Alex worked with Kellin, and I loved the fact two of my best friends were so close, my friend Tony went to collage with kellin for a year, Tony helped Kellin run the cafe for the first month. anyways, we we're having the perfect life. Andrew could talk, walk, he was growing fast, he still is, why do kids grow up? Im not ready, hes turning four soon. anyways it was andrew's second birthday, we had a small party with all our friends, Kellin and I watched as all our friends talked and some of them talked with Andrew.

"Hey Andrew, Im Tony" Tony said and Andrew touched Tony's face. I thought he was going to slap Tony, I was like I need to get that kid away from Mike,luckily he didnt slap Tony he just started laughing. I watched as Kellin looked at our son with adoration, something I dont think he ever got himself from a parent. He kissed our son on the head that night before going to sleep, it was his birthday the next day, and he had work in the morning. I kissed him before he went up, I put andrew to bed and I turned on the news, it was one of those broad casts that interuped a TV show, a photo of kellin's old foster dad came up and he escaped jail, he had one more year left, but I guess he didnt want to wait a year, I knew something bad was going to happen, that night I held Kellin tightly to my chest, he didnt even wake up from my touch, I was so scared that someone would just take him in the middle of the night. that morning I told kellin he couldnt go to work, it was his birthday and I had the day off, he refused. He took a cookie I made him for his birthday, he ate it, ran his hand in his hair, smiled at me. I didnt want to tell him his foster dad escaped so I didnt, I told him I loved him and to call me when he was coming home, and thats what he did....But not in the way I wanted... My phone rang, I answered it and I heard Kellin from a distance.

"So your going to shoot me? not even abuse me like you used to? I mean come on, at the park to, its my birthday you know that right" Kellin said, I almost wanted to slap Kellin through the phone, he was being to straight forward and confident, I guess I could blame myself for helping him find inner confidence, I grabbed a knife from the counter, I locked Andrews room, Andrew was asleep but I didnt need him walking out of his room and falling without someone there to help him up, sadly for the kid he got my clumsiness. I went to the park I knew Kellin was talking about, I saw him there with his mouth running and a gun pointed at him from a few steps away, it was a good aim, and Kellin and I both knew if Kellin were to move he would be shot anyways. Kellin avoided me, noone heard me. I heard his old foster dad say "last words" and at this point I was behind him, the knife tip pressed right where his heart should be, his hand wasnt on the trigger yet and kellin quickly said "I hope you burn in hell" and I plunged the knife into the guy's chest, turning it slowly making him fall down, I freaked out and I stummbled backwords, I just killed a guy, Kellin called the cops and told them everything, I couldnt say a word, everyone says Im a hero. I didnt feel okay until I realized, I saved Kellin, the love of my life, I saved him from the monster that haunted him, I felt like a hero, a hero for him. That was until the nightmares started coming, he would wake up in the middle of the night screaming...Things got bad, he would freak out, some days I wouldnt be able to hug him, he would push me away, a week after the nightmares started he went to therapy left the cafe to Alex, I got the call to do this current interview, thanks for holding it off for a while, Im sorry I couldnt do it sooner. anyways therapy was working, I thought, he would come home happy again, we would cuddle on the couch, he would pick up Andrew, we would go on some dates, living life like it was, but I should've known it was all an act, he wanted a family and thats what he got and he didnt want to let us down.

a year after me killing his foster dad, his birthday...I found him...on the floor, a bottle of pills next to him,I called the ambulance but they told me he was gone and there was nothing they could do. I picked up the note that was next to him and it said.

'Vic, you are my everything, you and Andrew are my everything, I love you both, I cant handle these dreams anymore, the feeling like I'm letting you both down, move on, find someone else, I understand. I really do, I cant help myself, I have to leave, I love you so much, and one day, I hope I'll see you again, hopefully when your ready, don't leave Andrew like I did. When we meet again, let me know how many girl friends Andrew had, I'm sure he'll be a chick magnate, he has your mom wrapped around his finger. I'm sorry, I love you, thank you for helping me and giving me a better life than I could ever imagine' 

and with that h-he was gone, but not completely, I know he's with me, looking at me right now. his funeral must've been the hardest thing for me, I helped put his outfit on him, he was so pale, paler than normal, he was lighter than normal. His beautiful blue eyes were cold, he had some cuts on his shoulder. He, he still had our gold ring on his finger. I tried making a speech, but ended up braking down and crying, I watched Andrew just sitting there not knowing much about what was happening but he knew for sure that daddy was dead, after they lowered the casket under ground, Andrew ran up to me and said "does that mean daddy's in heaven?" and I realized he was trying to understand all the words that were said, I gave him a small smile and told him yes, for a week whenever I would come home Andrew would say 'Daddy?' and then would be upset when he saw me, he was always expecting Kellin to just come home and pick him up. My friend Jack would put Andrew to take a nap and he would offer to stay and keep me company, Jack helped me alot, he baby sited Andrew, he still does sometimes. I cant say I'm over Kellin, I really am not, hes been gone for a year today and I still don't understand how Jaime can be with me, we've only been seeing each other for a few weeks, but Andrew loves him, and I do too, but nothing will ever make me forget about Kellin, the moments we've shared, I would do anything to have him back and help him more, but maybe thats not what he wanted, maybe he didnt want to be saved, maybe he just thought it was his time.

"Thank you so much Mr.Fuentes for talking to us about your tragic life, I'm so sorry for your loss" the interviewer says then she turns to the camera "And that was just one of the many stories about abuse, murder and suicide, next week..." I get distracted by a black haired boy walking behind the camera. After the camera's go off and the lady says thanks agian, I rush to follow the direction the boy went. I open the back door to see nothing, no one. I look around and tears start going down my face. "Kellin?" I ask no response, I swear I saw him. "Kellin?" i ask again. and this time i watch as the familiar face walks closer to me. his eyes as blue as ever.

"How was life?" he asks and I look at him confused.

"What?" I ask

"After I left, how was everything?"

"Kellin life isnt over for me, I just left an interview"

"You did that five years ago, oh sorry you're new at death, before you die, you relieve moments of your life and I guess reliving the day of the interview just captured it all, you know you were right about me watching you the day of the interview, but after that I drifted away,and only checked up on you once in a while, but in a few minutes when you remember your whole life and not just what you quickly re lived in your death bed, fill me in on Andrew"

"so if the interview was five years ago, Andrew would be 8 right now? I'm dead? whos he left with?" I start freaking out, I look back in the window of our house and every ones gone. no cameras. no movement. Kellin's cold hand touches mine and he walks me inside and sits me down on the couch.

"I watched you die, it was a car accident Vic, don't worry Andrew is going to stay with Jaime and I heard Mike say he would help"

"but you wanted me to tell you about his girl friends"

"and it looks like we will just have to wait for lots of years until he can tell us about it himself"

I feel like I just got hit with a bus as all the moments from those five years from the interview till this moment hit me, Kellin runs his hand threw my hair.

"I'm sorry I never really said goodbye to you" he says and he pulls me in a hug, he pulls out of the hug and he puts his hand in mine, our gold rings touching.

"you never took it off" he states

"heres to a forever with you Kellin" I say with a small smile

"heres to a forever" he says as he leans in and kisses me.

"I'm still sorry i never got to say goodbye" he says as we back out of the kiss and we start laughing.

"well here, how about I tell you about the few years you missed of Andrew's life" I say

"take your time, we have a while" he says and I smile at him before taking a breath to tell my story. Tell our story and I cant wait for the day where Andrew will be back up here and tell us everything, maybe we could apologize for never telling him goodbye. This sounds like such a bad thing to wish. I hope he lives a long life, I just cant wait till he tells us all about it.