Vic's POV

   I was excited to see Kellin today! I loved seeing him smile yesterday and it was honestly addicting. I wanted him to do it again. However, in the back of my mind I was thinking that maybe yesterday was just a fluke and today he was back to his angry self.

   I opened the door and made my way inside his room, locking it behind me. I looked over at Kellin, curiously. He was staring at me like the first day I met him. He didn't seem as cold though.

"Hey, Kellin!"

   I sat next to him on the bed as he just stared at me.

"Something wrong?"

   He jumped at me a bit, making me flinch when I felt him hug around my neck. I panicked, thinking he was going to choke me but instead he was very gentle. I guess he was just feeling playful.

"Do you need something, Kellin?"

"You just feel good~"

   He giggled as I smiled.

"That's good. Why the sudden change of mood?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well... You hated me just a couple days ago. Now you're very touchy feely."

"I just need it, Vic~ no one touches me the way you do~"

"Why?"

"I don't know... No one ever cared about me... They just want me to suck it up and get over it..."

"Get over what?"

   I was writing down some stuff that Kellin was telling me but then he shook his head, got off of me, and laid down.

"It's nothing..."

"Come on, Kellin..."

"No... You're just going to tell everyone..."

"No I won't..."

"Then what are you writing?!"

"Kellin... I need to take notes... We don't share these notes... Unless we really have to... People want to help you, Kellin... I want to help you..."

"I don't need help..."

"You did yesterday and look at how good that made you feel."

   Kellin didn't speak, knowing I was right.

"Please... Just tell me, Kellin..."

"Vic... I was neglected pretty much my whole life... My dad left me... I was always the sibling in the background that no one cared about... I was always getting shit on for something about myself by mother fucking assholes telling me I'm better off dead... It pissed me off so much my whole life and I couldn't take it anymore... Yes I had a wife and a kid... But I wanted someone to feel pain other than me... No matter what I did... I was never happy... And I don't think there's any way to change that..."

   I wrote down a few things as Kellin cried.

"That's why I bully nurses and anyone else around me... But you make me feel so safe for some reason... Like no one can touch me anymore..."

   I wrote a bit more down and sat my clipboard aside.

"Kellin... Come here... Hug me if it makes you feel good..."

   He grabbed me and pulled me down on the bed. He wrapped his leg around me and I cuddled him.

"I just don't want to die alone..."

"You won't, Kellin... You won't..."