In Too Deep

"What do you mean there was an accident?! What the fuck happened?!" Kellin jumped up, looking for clothes to put on. Vic followed suit getting dressed.
"Son calm down."
"Don't tell me to calm down!" Kellin slammed the phone shut. He grabbed Vic by the forearm and lead him to his car, grabbing his keys off the hook. Vic hurried to his side rubbing his arm. The pale boy's grip on his arm was a bruising pain and he had no idea what Kellin was freaking out about.
"Kellin what's wrong?" Kellin started speeding down the road. Vic held on to the door for support.
"We're going to the hospital."
"Why?"
"You'll find out when we get there." Vic found himself scared at Kellin's harshness.
"Kellin, you're scaring me. Please tell me what's wrong."
"Shut up!" The pale boy snapped. He didn't mean to sound this way. He was just worried. He slowed down a little bit, glancing over at his boyfriend. Vic was rubbing his arm lightly and Kellin started to feel bad. He put his hand on Vic's thigh and the other boy jumped. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay. Are you okay?" Kellin rubbed small patterns on the tan boy's thigh. He was using Vic as a distraction.
"I don't know yet. I just need to get to the hospital and I can tell you everything there. Okay?"
"Yeah." It was an awkward type of quiet that stayed in the car as they drove to the hospital.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine. Don't worry about me." Kellin turned into the hospital parking lot, parking at a spot closer to the the doors. He watch as Vic face went into one of pain as he got out of the car. He walked over lacing their fingers together.
"Come on." They went through the double doors spotting Kellin's dad immediately. Vic pulled out of Kellin grip as they came to stand in front of him. The older man looked unworried that his wife may be on death's door. "Where is she?"
"What is the fag doing here?" Mr. Bostwick motioned towards Vic.
"He's my friend. That's not really important right now. What happened?"
"We were arguing-"
"How is that not surprising?" Kellin interrupted, crossing his arms across his chest. His father glared at him.
"Anyway, she left me at the restaurant and was driving really quickly. She slammed into a tree when she slid on the road. I've been trying to get ahold of you since 3 in the morning. You are the worst son ever. I swear I'm going to start having to raise my hand to y-"
"Isabella Bostwick's family!" A doctor called out. Kellin ran towards him yanking Vic along with him.
"Yeah?"
"She's stable." Kellin let out a sigh of relief. "But she might not make it through the night."
"Can we see her?" The doctor raised an eyebrow looking between Kellin and Vic.
"Is he family?"
"He's the only thing that's keeping me from giving up."
"So is he your boyfriend?" Kellin tensed.
"Yes." He whispered. The doctor smiled motioning for the couple to follow. Mr. Bostwick made no move to find out his wife's condition. As soon as they were out of sight of the older man, Kellin grabbed Vic's hand.
"Here she is. She might be still sleeping of the medicine. Call me if you need me." They entered the room.
"Oh mom." Kellin made his way to the bedside chair, grabbing his mom's hand. She looked so fragile and broken. Her normal soft pale face had bruises and cuts. Her dark hair was shaved in random patches where there were stitches covering big gashes. Vic placed his hand on Kellin's shoulder.
"Kel, she's going to be fine." Kellin shot up in his seat.
"Why if she's not?! What if she dies on me? I don't think I could handle losing my mom and my sister. A-and if I ever lose you." Vic watched as Kellin wiped stray tears away. He pulled their foreheads together.
"You are not going to lose me. Not until you stop caring about me. And you're not going to lose your mom. You just can't." Kellin shoved the tan boy away.
"If I hadn't asked her to take my dad out, if she hadn't left, if I hadn't have gave up that night for you, she would be fine."
"So what are you saying?"
"I'm saying this is your fault! Taking that night out for you led to this." Vic couldn't believe what was coming out of Kellin's mouth.
"My fault?!" He scoffed. "What the fuck do you mean? I didn't do this Kellin. It was an accident." Mrs. Bostwick was quietly listening into the conversation, pretending to be asleep. She couldn't comprehend what her son was saying. She remembered how just a week earlier he was explaining that spending the rest of his life with Vic wouldn't be that bad.
"God damn it! Last night was a mistake okay?! I would take it back if I could."
"Oh I'm sorry I gave you the last thing I had to myself to you last night. I'm sorry I gave you my virginity. If it would make everything better, how about we just throw our whole relationship out the window too." Kellin threw his hands up in the air.
"None of this would have happened. Maybe things would be better for both of us. Perfect, probably."
"Yeah, I would have been dead." Everyone in the room tensed. "Do you not remember what I told you when you took me to see your sister? I was going to kill myself that first day back. You stopped that. And now you're telling me that you regret everything that I thought was worth living for. You asshole!" Mrs. Bostwick opened her eyes as her son was shoved back onto the nearest wall. Vic had tears running down his face. "I'm sorry I invertedly put your mom in the hospital. I'm sorry I ever fell in love with you! And I'm so pissed off that I can't make myself storm out on you right now because I want to comfort you!"
"Vic?"
"Ojalá nada de esto ocurrió. No puedo creer que me enamoré de ti. Usted es el que me disparó. En un momento en que me tratan como si yo soy todo y el siguiente, yo soy basura. No soy un juguete maldita!" Kellin's jaw dropped. He had no idea what the boy had just yelled at him in Spanish but from the tone it wasn't good. "Joder, te odio." He gasped. He knew what that meant. Vic just said he hated him.
"Vic I'm sorry." Kellin reached a hand forward. He frowned when it was smacked away.
"No me toque. Haces que mi piel de gallina." Vic sat on the other side of the room. He left out a little whimper when he sat down on the seat. He still felt sore. He could hear Kellin sitting back down next his mother as the tan boy kept his gaze out the window. Now Mrs. Bostwick on the other hand was trying to keep from pushing those two back together. She knew she didn't have much longer before she was moving on. She felt someone's hand slip into hers.
"Vic please." Kellin was looking over at his boyfriend. Vic's lips were in a straight line. He completely ignored the pale boy. "I can't lose you too."
"You should have thought about it before this became my fault." He sighed when he glanced and saw Kellin's sad face. "I'm just mad right now. We can figure this stuff out later but right now we have to know that your mom is alright." Vic made his way over to the bed. He leaned over and gave Kellin's mom a kiss on the cheek. "Get better soon." Then he went to leave the room.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to get a drink of water. Worry about your mom, not me." And he left Kellin alone.
"I'm a fucking idiot." The pale boy whispered to himself.
"I'd say you are." Mrs. Bostwick's voice startled her son.
"Mom! You're awake." Kellin squeezed her hand a little tighter. Not the most ideal sign of affection but he'd take it over hurting her with a hug.
"Why did you say that to that boy? I thought you said he meant the world to you."
"He does. I just got mad and....blew up. I regret everything I said beside the fact that I don't want to lose him. I can't lose him." Kellin's mother started rubbing her thumb across her son's hand.
"So I trust me going out with your father gave you two a good time?" Kellin felt the heat coming to his cheeks.
"How much of that did you hear exactly?" Mrs. Bostwick's blue eyes twinkled with mischief.
"All of it. Vic has quite a Spanish tongue on him. I only understood a fourth of what he was saying and trust me, he's pissed off."
"I love him, mom."
"I know you do." Mrs. Bostwick's breathing started to get heavier. She didn't have much time left. "Kellin I want you to promise me you will be careful and strong. I want you to stay with Vic. I want you to be happy." Kellin's eyes widened.
"Why are you saying this? You are not going to die mom." She held the tears back from in her eyes.
"I love you. You were the best thing that happened in my life sweetheart." Mrs. Bostwick closed her eyes.
"No, mom. You can't leave me." The heart moniter that had been going steady was now flat. He pulled his mom into a hug. "I love you too."
"Son, get out of the way." Some nurses pulled Kellin off his mom.
"No!" He watch at they took the paddles to her chest. He was pulled into someone's chest. He recognized the smel coming off the person. It was Vic. "I'm sorry. I'm so so so sorry." They he'll each other in a strong embrace as Kellin continued to sob into the tan male's chest.
"I don't know what to say. I want to say everything will be okay but...." Vic watched as they called the time of death and put the sheets over Mrs. Bostwick's body. "I don't if I would be telling a lie."
"I love you." Kellin gave Vic a short kiss.
"I love you too." Mrs. Bostwick saw the exchange between the two.
"Are you ready to go?" Oli stepped right beside her watching the boys as well.
"Are they going to be okay?" Oli looked between mom and son.
"This wasn't suppose to happen. So honestly, this might bring them closer or make them push themselves away from each other." Vic led Kellin out of the room. "Only time will tell now. We just have to wait and hope."
"Where to now?"
"If you don't want to remain a ghost then come with me." He put out his hand for Kellin's mother to take. "We have to move on. Staying here isn't going to help them."
"Okay, sweetie. Let's go." She took Oli's hand as he lead her to a better place. She just hopes that Kellin and Vic realize that they need each other.