A Warped Summer

Chapter 11: He Did What And Are We Hugging?

The grass started to brush against my legs, and the white dress fluttered. The last dream I remembered being in a wheat field. It was actually the ocean. The weeds sticking up from the sand brushed against my feet. I wore white sandals that elegantly matched the lace-long wedding dress. The sand dug into my sandals, and I smiled at the feel of sand between my toes. My smile was the biggest in the owrld, standing, looking up to the preacher who gave us the speech of our marraige. I wanted nothing more to be able to look at my fiance', but it was rude, and I really wanted to wait for the happiest part of my life to look in his eyes.

My smile grew bigger as the ocean breeze had brushed across my rosey cheeks. I felt the tears coming but I held them back. I wanted nothing more than to be able to finally say, "I do," to announce that we would both be married. I loved this man, and he loved me.

I needed him as my husband this day. And today, it felt so long to not see him. Seeing him up next to the preacher, was like seeing the life bloom from the shy. So many people had told us that small glint in our eyes whenever the other of us was mentioned. It was like a star in our eyes when we saw eachother, that even we both noticed it.

After saying, "I do," and my any-second husband said the same, we did our vows, and finally did what we promised to do, and I turned his way to face him, and bowed my head as he took the veil from my face that "covered my beautiful eyes" as he would always say. I felt his fingers lift up my chin, and I closed my eyes, as our lips connected, and nothing in the world ever mattered. Nothing but me and him. Him and I. Us.

Every warm feeling in my body blazed for him, and I was glad to know that his did the same. Passion filled the kiss, and I smiled into it, and he did the same, and chuckled a little bit, but kept our lips locked nonetheless. This was so right. This was so very right and beautiful to me. My life was finally perfect. We pulled away after being caught breathless, and I opened my eyes with a smile every inch of my body to look into his eyes.

I jolted up panting and I felt a smile cross my face, but it soon dissappeared when I realized it was all a dream. The dream I've wanted to reveal itself to me on this mystery man. But, now that I think about it, I just wanted for it to come true.

I put my hand across my heart, feeling the heat that slowly radiated from it, and wondered if it was all just a little day-dream.

I realized I was plopped on a couch, and I could feel eyes all over me. What happened?

"God! You finally woke up!" I heard Kamryn shout.

I turned to her and gave everyone on the bus a confused look, and Kamryn was stood up, in a position that was indicating she was going to run over to me. Her face contorted into confusion at my face, and I faguely saw my laptop on the couch across from me on Andy's lap, and he was . . . Talking into it?

I looked around the room to notice three bands sitting in the bus, and man was it crowded. Everyone4 was here . . . Except for the Kellin Quinn Bostwick. I'm glad Vic told me a lot about Kellin, because now I can-

Wait! Where the hell is that bastard?!

My anger must have been showing on my face, along with confusion, because Andy heard me growl under my breath. He said goodbye to supposedly my brother on the screen and ran over to me after shutting the screen down.

"You passed out after Kellin said something. . ." He slowly explained. What did Kellin say again?

"What did Kellin say?" I asked, voicing my thoughts.

Andy smiled.

"Nothing important." His grin slid from relief, to guilt, and I knew he was lying.

"Andy. . ." I growled. He put his hands up in surrender and nodded his head. But he looked to the others for help. Ranen and Dahvie walked over with slightly worried faces, and sat ion the right side of me. Ranen - who was sat closest to my right - spoke up first.

"Kellin may have admitted his true feelings to you, and you kind of just passed out for a while. I've actually been a little worried when you were asleep, because you were. . ." She trailed off.

"I was what?" I pushed. She shrugged and giggled.

"You were smiling as if you were the happiest person in the whole wide world. And you mumbled somthing about a 'him'?" I blushed, and everyone started to notice.

"Who was 'him', Iris?" Jesse teased. I glared at him and motioned for Ranen and Dahvie to follow me. It ended with Dahvie dragging Andy in to the bqack room too.

I sighed as I closed the door behind me, and everyone was sat on the edge of the bed, arms crossed and everything. I plopped myself down on the spot between Andy who was on my left, and Dahvie who was on my right, and Ranen got up and draged a chair over to the front of me.

"What were you dreaming about Iris?" She asked. I leaned my head onto Andy's shoulder and spilled everything.

"It was like the future, and I was at my wedding on the beach. This has been the second dream these past two days, and neither of them have shown who the groom was!" I whined. "In the first one which was from last night when I was laying on Andy, it looked like I was in a grass field, but now I can see it was near the ocean. I was just walking up the aisle, and when I went to look up at the preacher and the groom, I woke up before I could even get a glimpse at him!"

Andy rubbed my shoulder, and Dahvie motioned for me to go on.

"And in the dream I had moments ago, I don't know," I said exahsperated, and truthfully. I had no idea what happened in this dream. "I was up next to the preacher, and my groom, and I just felt so haopy in both dreams. . . And, after we said our vows and kissed, I went to open my eyes to see him, and i woke up."

The room was silent, and not an uncomfortable silence, but a very comforting silence. It felt so nice.

Suddenly, we all heard a slam of a door come from the front room, and they all exchanged quick glances.

"Kelin's back," they all said in unison.

~*~Nessacary PoV From Kellin Quinn himself ^.^~*~

"Why don't you just get the fuck out of my life! If I hadn't met you, I would have never fell in love with you because you remind me so much of Kate!" I screamed at a fuming Iris. Suddenly, everyone's breathing hitched except from Vic, and I saw Iris's eyes start to close. I quickly ran over to her and picked her up as she almost hit the floor. I sighed and set her on the vacant couch that wasn't occupied. I sat down next to her, and everyone just stared at us. I could see Iris start to smile after a few minutes, and I honestly didn't want to see it go away.

Everything she is. . . Everything she does is just . . . perfect. I can't help but smile myself, as I lost myself in that smile. I hope she sleeps forever like this, because whatever made her this happy, is what I wished I could be to her.

I screwed everything up that day I questioned her too far on her parents. I just wanted to tease her, and the more I realized it, I was just lying to myself. I pulled the card that she just looked like Katelynn. At first that was what it was about, then I started to grow more passion for her and everything about her. I couldn't help but find myself to actually be falling in love with her.

Falling in love with the girl that hates me with all her heart.

It broke me everytime I said something cruel to her, and I somewhat meant the last sentence I said to her. Maybe I wish that I would have just fucked off. Maybe, I wish that Katelynn would still be here. Because, I'm going to be honest, I'm still in love with Kate. But that's the thing, I can't let her go. I took that phrase everyone started to go by: "If you love two people at the same time, choose the second one. Because if you were really in love with the first one, you wouldn't have fallen again." But, I can't let Katelynn fall from my heart. I just can't.

I felt one tear slip from my eye, and I felt all eyes on me and Iris. I can't help but feel damned for making her feel like hell. The truth is, I just wanted to tease her, but the words that left my mouth about her parents were foul, and I didn't mean it that way. I loved this girl more than I do Kate, and I can't help it.

"I love him," I heard Iris whisper as she rolled a little onto her side, facing more and more to me and the rest of us. She cuddled up to the blanket that was under her, and I thought over for a moment.

Without a single thing to be heard by the quiet audience, I leaned down, and pressed my lips to her's. I somehow felt jealous to whoever was in her dreams. Because she smiled. But she was stll asleep. And as fast as it was done, I pulled away, and looked down to the angel known as Iris, and planted a small kiss on her forhead before bolting up and grabbing my jacket.

I passed the gawking boys and girls, and I ran out the door, as the rest of Blood on the Dance Floor was right outside the door. I ran and ran and ran to someone. Anyone to be exact.

I just needed help badly. Because something tells me, I would not be gaining Iris's heart for a long time.

~*~Nessacary PoV Over, And Back To Iris's PoV~*~

I swallowed the large lump in my throat, and stood up, and started pacing all over the room, while silent tears rolled down my cheeks. I didn't want to deal with Kellin at the moment, not with all my confusion. I can't see him at the moment.

"Iris, we need to tell you what else Kellin did while you were passed out. . ." Dahvie went on. I looked at him nervously. He looked kind of worried. Why was he worried. What did Kellin do?!

"Iris, calm down," Andy said, standing up and pulling me into a small and comforting hug. I'm pretty sure I'm hyperventilating.

"I can't deal with him right now guys!" I muffled into Andy's shoulder. My voice cracked anyways. I felt more sorry for Andy's shirt! It now had tears staining them.

"Shhh. . . It's going to be okay. . ." Andy cooed.

I started to seely down more and I sat next to Dahvie, properly facing him, leaving Andy to lean against the door.

"What did you want to tell me?" I asked Dahvie, in a raspy croaky voice.

"Well, I think Kellin should be the one to hear thi-"

"Kellin can't know you told her Dahvie!" Ranen said, smacking Dahvie in the back of the head. He sighed and gave me and Ranen apologetic looks. Andy tensed near the door, and I looked over at him. He slowly moved to lean on the door with his side, pushing his ear against the door. He waved to us and told us to move on with the conversation. I was breathing pretty ragged by now, and more confused than ever, but I was going to find out what Kellin did this minute.

Dahvie sighed and clasped his hands with mine, rubbing them for a comforting reasurrence. Everything seemed to be comforting around these guys all of the sudden.

"Iris, Kellin kissed you while you slept. . ." Dahvie trailed out. What? What?! What!

I pulled my hands from Dahvie's grasp and let my fingertips brush over the usually not soft lips. They were usually chappy. And my lips felt raw, and a little bigger than usually. Oh my gosh. Did Kellin really kiss me? I felt all the color drain from my face, and I let myself walk like a zombie to the door. Andy moved and let me by, as I opened the door and walked down the hall, my eyes as big as saucers, and my breathing hitched and uneven, and my face completely lost of life.

I walked into the front room, and didn't pay attention to the people that looked up at me. I just let my mouth hang open in shock. I snapped out of it and slipped on my shoes that were next to the door. I flung the door open, but not before glancing behind me to see the most shocking thing ever. Kellin. Kellin sat on a chair with his hands over his eyes. Crying his eyes out. I can't believe I turned out the loud sobs he cried out. Was that what Andy was listening to? I saw a small streak smeared over his forehead to his cheek. A blood streak. What happened to him?

I didn't ask, because I just walked out the door and never closed it. I didn't want to cause Kellin to look up and think I was even more mad, because in all honesty, I have no idea where my feelings are any more! When I was a good few yards away from the bus, I glanced behind me and Kellin's head raised up at the same time.

Our eyes locked and my breath hitched. Those eyes were so familiar, so sad, and so confused. This was not the Kellin Quinn Bostwick I thought I saw before. This one was broken.

My heart shattered when his tears fell harder, but his gaze didn't leave mine.

And in that moment, nothing mattered.

Nothing mattered.

Why did that feel so familiar?

I was the first to break the everlasting forever gaze when someone tapped my shoulder. I tuened around to see a man with brown hair standing there.

"Relationship problems?" He asked in a slight and vivid accent. British is what I remembered it to be.

I nodded my head and started walking away. He followed close behind.

"And is it by any chance with that lad Kellin?"

"I guess you could say that," I answered, in the mood for some help at the moment.

"Well, do you mean that he loves you and that you hate his guts?" I spun around, and he was surprised to as he almost crashed into me.

"Where did you hear that?! I asked him in disbelief. Who is this man anyways?

"He came to me, because he was confused," he explained. He then smiled at me, and started to walk towards a bus. I followed him, curious out of my mind as to what game he was playing.

"Who are you?" I asked as we both reached his bus door.

"The names Beau, and a lot of reasons to say that your name is Iris?" I nodded my head and we walked in.

We both plopped on his couch and I just groaned.

"You do know the reason Kellin is always mean to you, right?" I shook my head and he laughed. "He really is in love with you. The lad came and ran into me crying. He told me his problems, and I just gave him advice."

"What's his side of the story?" I suddenly asked, becoming overly curious to where this conversation was headed.

"I think you should ask him that yourself," he said, leaning back and watching cartoons on the T.V. "I mean, you are the only one who got him to talk."

I thought that over for a moment before standing up.

"Thanks," I simply said. "What band are you in by the way?"

"Blessthefall." Wow. Cool name.

"Thanks Beau!" I shouted as I headed out the door. I heard him snicker and I walked the short distance to my bus. I let out a sigh as I heard shouting from the inside, with the door shut tightly. I walked up to the door, and opened it slowly, making sure no one could see me quite yet.

"Kellin, just tell her what your feeling! She'll fucking understand!" I heard Vic shout. They were at this again?

"Well, how am I suppose to when she fucking hates me?!" He screamed back. I hate the idea that I've caused all of this to begin with. I sighed, and the shouting stopped. I walked in to see all three bands and their girlfriends. Kellin still had that large gash on his face, and they were stood in the middle of the room. Their eyes were on me, but I soon dissappeared into the kitchen area. I saw Kellin's eyes sink darker, and more saddened, and I couldn't help but feel so broken. Did he really think I hated him that much? Oh of course he does! I practically said it to his face.

We're all so broken. I heard the kitchen door open, but I just stayed put.

A tanned hand just touched my shoulder, and I instantly smiled. My cheeks were probably smeared with tears, and I kept returning my mind back to Beau. He was practically a stranger, but he was more of a friend now. And I hadn't talked to him for more than two minutes.

Vic hugged me and I hugged him back. We stood like that for a good five minutes before he pulled away and wiped my tears away.

"You really need to talk to him," he simply said.

"I know, because I've already been heard no more than ten minutes ago," I stated, chuckling.

He nodded and gave me one last hug before walking out. I sighed once more before walking into the silence of the room. I searched around for Kellin, and then I finally spotted him in the recliner chair.

His face was tucked into his hands, and there were small drips of liquid rollind from his hands. Damnit . . . He's crying. That just made my heart shatter more.

I j-walked over to him and grabbed his wrist. I practically dragged him to the back room, thankful that no ne was in there.

I pushed Kellin in and shut the door behind us. He whirled around and a shocked look crossed over his face.

"Why did you just drag me all the way in here?" He finally asked, breaking the silence.

"Because we seriously need to talk," I responded. He nodded and sat in a recliner in the corner of the room, and I layed my back on the bed.

"What 's your side of the story?" I asked, breaking the awkward silence. I heard him sigh.

"I never meant to hurt you in the first palce, Iris. I was just going to pretend to tease you, but . . . Ever since I divorced Katelynn . . . Everything seemed to come out colder than usual. And then when you came, you looked so much like Kate, and I thought I could talk to you without a problem, but everything just came out colder than expected. Nothing was suppose to be in anger or from me being mad at you accept for that one short thing in the mall, or the time before you passed out." I sat up and stared at him in shock. "A few other of our arguements were from me being so confused and angry at myself, but I never meant to intentionally hurt you."

I kept opening and closing my mouth, but no words came out.

I finally began to choke out some words after a while. "Then why did you say those cruel things about my parents?"

He curled himself into a ball.

"Because I got a call from Kate and she wanted to take Copeland in full custody!" He shouted, but it was muffled into his sobs and clothes. "She wants Cope to not be with me! Her own fucking dad!"

That's cruel. I can see why Kellin is so upset.

I fell back onto the bed and did the same as Kellin. I curled up into the tightest ball as possible and cried my eyes out. I think he stopped sobbing, because my own sobs were the ones to ring throughout the entire room. I felt the bed shift and arms tightly wrapped around me. I sobbed into Kellin's chest, and he held me tighter than before.

"Why do you even like me Kellin? We're ten years apart," I finally spoke after my sobs died down.

"I don't know. I just feel so much more when I'm around you. More than what I had with Kate. Or anyone."

"You know, you could let me convince Kate into letting Copeland come visit you," I said, laughing into his chest.

"Oh yeah? And how are you going to do that?" He asked me, laughing along with me. I swallowed more tears and began to laugh.

"Because after my dad died three years ago, my life came crumbling down around me, and it was hard. My mom struggled, and so did me and my siblings. And, if anything happens to Kate, and she doesn't have anyone around her, how will Copeland turn out at such a young age?"

His breathing stopped.

"I'll have to call her sometime and ask," he finally said.

"Oh and Kellin?"

"Hm?"

"Why is there a giant gash of blood on your head?" I asked him, looking up and pointing to the blood that was now on the bed covers.

"Oh . . ." He sighed. "I was coming back here, and I kind of tripped and hit my head into a knife that was sticking out of the ground. . ." I sat up and pulled my feet to the ground, then walked out of the room and into the bathroom. I wet down a wash-clothe, and scurried back to the back room. Kellin was sat up and smiled at me when I sat back down next to him.

I wiped the blood around the cut before putting pressure on it. He flinched and pressed his lips into a hard line. I kept it there for a good seven minutes before pulling it away. By this time, the clothe was drained in his blood and the cut was somewhat clean. I went back out of the room and back into the bathroom, washing off the clothe before putting it in the hamer under the sink and grabbing the first aid kit.

When I had started putting bandages on his cut, he started to actually groan out in pain, and at one point tried to stop me. But, I had to help my little sister with her clumsy self, so I know how to deal with a grown man.

When I was done, I set the case on the night stand and Kellin pulled me into a hug.

"Thanks," he mumbled into my hair. I mumbled a "welcome" into his shirt and finally found out what was happening. Me and Kellin were in the same room together, not fighting, but hugging, and we are alone, and he has a sort of huge crush on me . . .

"You really need to stop speaking out your thoughts," Kellin murmured. I groaned and swat the back of his head.

"Ow!" He shouted.

"That's what you get!" He chuckled and pulled me closer to him, still laughing. His chest vibrated with a warm feeling, and I wrapped my arms around him in a tighter hug, which brought us even closer, if that is even possible.

My eyes started to grow heavier, and I remember Kellin laying us both down on the bed before my eyes closed and I was enveloped into another marraige related dream.