‹ Prequel: A Warped Summer
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The Last Time I Saw Your Eyes
Chapter 3: Summertime Sadness (Part 2 of 3)
Chapter 3: Summertime Sadness (Part 2 of 3)
I can't believe he took the bullet. I can't believe I almost got shot. Something tells me that the tour will be hell.
I was just looking out the window over the hospitals parking lot. I still can't believe he got shot. All he did was hop on that guy - who is now going to prison - and the bullet went into his arm.
I started humming the remix version of one of my favorite songs. It honestly fit this moment so fairly.
(Summertime Sadness by Lana Del Rey)
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best
I got my red dress on tonight
Dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight
Done my hair up real big beauty queen style
High heels off, I'm feeling alive
Oh, my God, I feel it in the air
Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare
Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothing scares me anymore
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best
I've got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh oh oh
I'm feelin' electric tonight
Cruising down the coast goin' 'bout 99
Got my bad baby by my heavenly side
I know if I go, I'll die happy tonight
Oh, my God, I feel it in the air
Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare
Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothing scares me anymore
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best
I've got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh oh oh
I think I'll miss you forever
Like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky
Later's better than never
Even if you're gone I'm gonna drive (drive, drive)
I've got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh oh oh
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best
I've got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh oh oh
I sighed and noticed the room was again in complete silence, except for the beeping of the heart monitor.
"I love your voice," his kind, but raspy voice filled the silence. My head did a whiplash over to his face. Before I could speak, he went on. "I'd have to say that. that is the best voice I've ever heard." An itch started to crawl up my neck and I knew I was blushing. I hated being complimented.
I walked over to the side of the hospital bed and sat on the edge beside his good arm.
"How are you feeling?" I finally asked after a moment. He just gave me a warm smile.
"A little better than a hour ago, but still fine," he responded. I took a moment to absorb hia face in. He dyed his hair from blonde, to brown, and now to black. His sea blue-green eyes were in a mix that now corresponded with blue, green, brown, and a whole lot of grey. I can't remember what the grey stood for, but I knew he was in a mix of emotions. You could even see it over his childish face. It was childish, but demeaning and stern, and ever so laid back. And you can easily tell that he was such a goofball, even as an older guy in his late twenties. His nose was that perfect shape that would scrunch up whenever he'd smile. And his plump lips were the most noticeable feature, other than his huge eyes. His lips were pretty plump, the upper one being smaller than the bottom. I guess that's why he's a great at beatboxing. The thought made me want to laugh, but instead I settled for a smile.
"So how is everyone taking everything over at Warped?" He suddenly blurted out. I shrugged.
"Everyone's pretty much having a freak show that 'Kellin Quinn Bostwick just fucking got shot in the left arm!'" He laughed and I soon joined in to his contagious laugh.
"And where is Cope?" He further questioned after settling down.
"She's out in the hall with Kate," I simply answered as if it was nothing, when in reality, it's a huge thing. Kellin stiffened up immediately and gave me a look.
"And why the hell is she here?"
I sighed. This is going to be hard to explain.
"Kate . . . Told me that until you're feeling better . . . You can't have Cope back unless you're fully recovered." I looked anywhere but at him in fear of what he would look like.
I heard him huff and then I felt his eyes burning holes into my head.
"Can you go outside and get her and Cope to come in here?" He asked after a few seconds. I nodded and scurried into the hall to see Kate on the bench with her "husband". They actually kinda looked cute together. . . But there is no way in hell I'm letting Kellin know that!
"Hey Kate?" She turned around and smiled at me. We talked a little bit before Kellin woke up. She was actually really sweet. She told me she cheated on Kellin because she didn't love him, but she loved another, and that she couldn't break Kellin's heart. She once loved him, but then she realized she loved someone else. I truly feel a little bad for her . . . in a way. She has three kids - minus Cope most of the time - and she's been on her own twice. It must be hard for her kids, too. I mean, I lost my dad years ago, and it hurt because he was one of the only rocks that kept me surfaced under the water. But now, I understand most of the people's words now; Kate loved two, so she chose the second. "Kellin wants to see you and Cope for a minute," I whispered to her to not disturb anyone else in the waiting chiars. She nodded and pecked her husband on the lips before standing up with a sleeping Copeland in her arms.
We walked into the room to see Kellin half passed out and sat up in the bed. A nurse was beside him, and I couldn't help but feel bad as I saw her change the gauze on his arm. He went through thirty minutes earlier in hell on earth over the bullet that practically shattered in his lower arm. That's right. When the bullet went into his arm, it shattered into thirty-something pieces and it all went into five different spots under his elbow. I know all this, because I'm required to make him take painkillers every six hours since I'm the only one who got to encounter his scans. And let's just say, he's going to have a lot of pain for the next two weeks.
"Hey Kells," Kate whispered as he looked over. When his eyes met her's, you could tell he missed her. Over the year, I listened more and more to his music, and I think the song that stuck out the most, was Don't You Ever Forget About Me. The more I listened to it, the more I realized he doesn't know how to be alone. And then it lead to his song Alone. He doesn't want to be alone when he dies.
"Hi," he said, his voice almost cracking in the process. He couldn't keep his eyes off of Cope, and it made me smile as she squirmed.
"Do you wanna hold her?" Katelynn offered. He nodded but the nurse stopped him.
"He's not aloud to hold anything for the next two weeks since of the injury." Kellin pouted and put the most disturbing face on his features, and me and Kate laughed at his foolishness.
"But that's not fair," he said, pouting and whining. The nurse gave him a look.
"He's really childish," Kate explained. I walked over to the window again, feeling like the fourth wheel out of a family problem.
The nurse left soon after, and I dug out the iPod in the back pocket of my dress. I flipped the song over to Summertime Sadness and thought back to what went down on the stage an hour ago.
~*~One Hour Ago~*~
As I looked at the two bodies on the ground, all I could see was blood. A puddle of blood around my saviour and the shooter. Screams were going through the crowd as the saviour climbed onto the shooter. He repeatedly punched the guy in the face, making more and more blood spew from his arm and from the guys face.
I began to try and pull my saviour off of the guy when I was slung over Vic's shoulder and carried to the side stage.
"Let me go!" I screamed out, thrashing my feet and arms around. A little blood was on me, but I didn't care. I didn't even see my saviour's face! He put me down but blocked me when I tried to get around him. "I have to go help!" I screamed at him.
"Andy is breaking them apart, Iris. If you go in there, you could get shot. He's still armed," he informed me. I crossed my arms and looked around behind me to see an interviewer catching eerything. I sprinted over to them and looked at the screen of the cam-corder to see Andy pulling off the shooter who was now on my saviour.
What I saw was horrifying and soon Vic joined me. You still couldn't see my saviour, because there was blood all over his face. But even with that as a mask to his face, I knew it was him when I saw a pair of TOMS covering his feet.
One by one, everyone started holding back the one guy and I shoved past Vic and ran over to Kellin's side. I pressed my fingers to his neck and his pulse was out of control.
"Iris! Get off of the stage!" I heard Andy yell at me. I ignored him as people started to pile around Kellin's body. They started to lift him up, but they left me a little space so I could keep my fingers on his pulse. It was eratic. And that's why I was making sure he wouldn't die on any of us.
"Iris!" I still ignored Andy's pleeds as they grew more frantic until I felt him grab ahold of my arm. I didn't think anything of it, until it really started to hurt, and then I thought of it. Andy was never this hurtful, even in a situation like this. And that's when I removed my hand from Kellin's pulse as they fully picked him up off the ground, and as they did, he screamed, and I couldn't help but wonder if I could scream at the moment for realizing this.
I was being held by the shooter, and Vic told me he was still armed.
The cool barrel was once again placed on my head, and I have fully had enough. This guy has just made Warped today a living fucking hell, and I am as hell not just going to stand here and let him kill more innocent people, because he sure as hell is insane and is going to just kill anyone in his way.
I spun on my heel in one movement, and my arm was faster than my mind, because once my fist connected with his nose, he had dropped the gun and I had his arm twisted behind his back. Who knew I would ever learn self-defence? Because I sure as hell have never learned this before unless it was in movies.
I brought my fist up in the air and repeatedly punched him in the nose as he became weaker and weaker by the second.
I finally stopped after five punches, with my knuckles being fully coated in his blood, and he fell limp to the ground.
"Are you okay?!" Rollen asked, coming up to me with a lot of other people and the rest of TMMM.
I nodded. "Yeah, just a little tired, dizzy, and I think I'm going to throw up," I revealed as a churning in my lower abdomen took a turn upwards. I ran off the stage and threw up on the grass. Or, at least I threw up coffee. That was really all I had consumed today. Well, this sure has been a great first day of Warped.
I was still heaving over the same spot on the grass and I could feel my face become hotter and hotter everytime I would lose more and more air instead of gaining any.
I felt someone's hand grab hold of my hair and the other hand pat me on the back, and I immediately melted. Oli's shoes came into view the more i started to focus my eyes, but I was still heaving. Finally, a clear liquid spewed from my mouth and I stood up. My legs started to wobble and I felt Oli's arms wrap around my stomach. I felt like I needed to heave again.
"Do you need a bucket?" He asked me. I nodded my head and someone ran over with a metal bucket in their hands. I grabbed a hold of it and started to heave again.
My hair was grabbed from my face as I fell to my knees again. His hand rubbed small circles into my back and I heard a few more footsteps walk over to the both of us.
"Iris? Whya re oyu heaving into a bucket?" I heard Tony ask me right when more of my stomach acid made it's way into the cold steel of the bucket. I looked up to Tony and he looked at me like I was crazy. Andy came up to me and held out a bottle of water to me which I frantically took ad gulped down around half of. I didn't bother to answer Tony's question, because I was too captured in the cool aroma of water seeping down my esphogas.
The bottle was ripped from my lips and I looked at Tony with a death glare that would tell anyone, "If you ever take that away from me again, I will cut your head off, then cut the eyeballs out, but them in your mouth, make you swallow them, and then have them roll around when they come out of your neck. And after that's all done, the look should emply something along the lines of, I would burn your head afterwards." And Tony looked frightened.
"If you drink too much, you might throw up again." I sighed, but nodded nonetheless. I do not feel like talking for a while. At. All.
My throat was on fire! Literally, that's how it feels. I haven't thrown up in around a year - from last year when I was sick and Kellin visited me - and it doesn't feel good in the slightest.
"Ma'am?" A lady came up to me. I'm almost positive she is a paramedic. "Do you want to come with him in the ambulance?" She asked. She gestured to an ambulance that had arrived that was loading Kellin in. I looked at everyone around me and they all nodded.
"We'll catch up," Oli said. I smiled at him and kissed his cheek before walking over to the abulance. I was helped in and was directed to a small bench on the right left side of Kellin. He looked like he was ready to pass out, but he was instructed to keep his eyes open.
"Miss?" A paramedic asked me. I looked up from Kellin and to her. "Can you try and keep him awake?" She asked me politely. I nodded but thought this over. I doubt he wants to see me. Why would I try and help him stay awake? I let out a shaky breath before putting my hand on Kellin's shoulder. He looked over, realizing I was in the same ambulance as him.
"Kellin, you have to stay awake," I told him firmly. He just nodded and stared at me. Every emotion crossed over his face, but I wondered what he was thinking. "Are you okay?" I asked him. He held up his good hand and did that thing where you kind of shake your hand side to side like, "A little good and a little bad, but okay I guess. . ." I smiled at him as his handfell limp to his side. HE just stared at me in wonder, and I couldn't help but ask what he was thinking about.
"Why are you staring at me with all those emotions?" I asked him. He chuckled.
"I'm thinking about anything and everything that has to do with you . . . and I'm also thinking about if I should tell you something important." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"What is it?" I asked him. He sighed.
"You won't believe me Iris." I sighed next.
"Goddamnit Kellin. . ." I muttered. "What is it?" I repeated. He put his head on the pillow on the gurnie and looked up at the ceiling of the moving vehicle. He looks like he's in so much pain, and I wonder if it either occurs to him what he actually did in the last ten minutes.
"I'll just let you figure it out," he finally said after a moment. I sighed but let it go.
"Why did you take the bullet for me?" I suddenly asked. His head looked over at me, and he gave me such a stern look.
"What was I suppose to do? Let you die?" I looked him dead in the eye.
"Maybe you should have," I whispered loud enough for him to hear. He looked shocked. He looked petrified. Hurt. Aback. But worst of all, he looked at me as if I was insane.
"Don't ever say that ever again Irislane. Where in the fucking hell would you ever get that idea?" He growled at me.
I let out a very shaky breath and looked out the window, avoiding his gaze.
"Kellin. . . I've never actually been afraid to die, but then I realized I just don't want to. I don't want to find out how I'm going to die later in life. Maybe a bullet to the head is better than letting my lungs fail on me when I'm eighty years old," I explained in the most calmest voice as possible. It's true though; I have thought over countless times in my life on how I wanted to die, or if I even wanted to. But, nonetheless, I continued on. "I saw my dad die, Kellin. His lungs didn't just collapse while he was sleeping. That's life. It's not fair to you at all, whether you have a good heart, mind, or soul. I saw how my dad choked for air on instict I saw that it pained him to be in that situation. I was the one in the hospital when it happened. I can't watch anyone else die, espicially you. And the wrost part about my father's death? He never told me or my mom or Max, my brother. He didn't even get a chance to see Eliza grow up. Kellin, I can't watch you die. . . Why fo you think I accepted the offer of coming with you?" I whispered the whole thing to him as paramedics began to move back and forth on his other side. And the whole time needles were being plunged into him, things being taken out of him, he just stared at me as if my words were the sting to his death, and if he was to so cut through the tension I had created with my words, he would die.
Before he could say anything, the ambulance stopped and out the window, I saw we had made it to the hospital. Paramedics rushed here and there to our destination outsid and started piling him and I out.
That was all that really happened before they escorted me to a different room seperate from Kellin's opperation. I got to watch everything froma third person's point of view, technically. They held multiple scans over and over in there and I was allowed to see the security video so I could update my friends on how he was doing. They just arrived and are outside in the waiting room.
"Miss?" I turn around in the chair and looked at the nurse. I smiled and gave her a "go on" look. "He's ready to be seen, but he's sleeping." I nodded and got up. She showed me up and down elevators and stairs and halways until we were finally at his door. "Just keep as quiet as possible and make sure to not disturb him. He should wake up in one hour." I nodded and she opened the door for me. And there he lay. On the bed, his arm was wrapped in fresh gauze, but his face looked like it needed a shower. It was all dirty and bloody. I understand he just wanted to help out by saving me, but he really didn't need to power up that guy by beating the living shit out of him. he just got it right back to him in his face.
"Irislane?" I turned around for around the hundredth time today to see a completely unknown woman standing in front of me. She looked arounf Kellin's age, had really nice, long dark hair, and se had that womanly face. I don't even know who she is. "My name is Katelynn. Is Kellin in this room?" I made an "Oh!" face before nodding and scooting to the side of the door to let her in. She's the one Kellin told me cheated on him? But she seems - and looks - really nice! I noticed two boys and a man sitting out in the hallway, and assumed it was her boyfriend or something and her two kids.
"So you're Kate?" I asked her, a little unsure about the situation. She nodded while still facing me and she went over and sat in the window sill.
"Justin told me to meet him at the hospital so I could take care of Copeland for a while. I heard I was going to have to take care of her for two months?" She asked, looking at me in questioning. I raised an eyebrow. I walked over to the window sill and sat next to her.
"I thought you were only going to take care of her fot two weeks. Not months. Weeks." She looked at me confused and I returned the favor.
"Justin said Kellin will probably be good in around two months though. . ." Oh Justin. . .
I let out a soft laugh.
"Kellin has been really tired lately with taking care of Kellin. . . On Warped. . . With me here. . ." A look of realiztion passed her face and then she just returned back to confused.
"Why would you be a problem for him?" I gave her a sheepish face and shifted for a moment.
"He told me he's in love with me, but he doesn't want to see me with my fiance' Oli, because it just makes him sad all over again," I further explained. She chuckled.
"Hun, Kellin told me over the phone he's never met a girl like you in his life. He told me there was a girl he was madly in love with, but he didn''t tell me the name."
"Then how do you know he was talking about me?" I asked.
"Because he said she was as gentle as a little flower, and as pure as white." I pouted.
"I'm never going to wear out those pet-names," I muttered. She laughed whole-heartedly and I couldn't help but join in.
"So why did you cheat?" I asked blunlty. I had to ask her!
She let out a long, deep, shaky breath before grasping my hand in her's.
"I only cheated because I didn't know what to do." I knew she wasn't finished, and she couldn't be. i barely knew what it meant. "I cheated, because I was in love with two people." There's that sentence again. Everyone keeps bringing it up around me. Loving two people at the same time.
"But, why didn't you just tell Kellin that?" I questioned more. Her hand rubbed circles on the top of mine comfortably.
"Hun, he doesn't exactly choose the best girls for him. They all end up cheating on him, and then he figures it out. So, I changed it up a bit. I realized I shouldn't have done it at all, because he was a complete wreck." She bit her bottom lip as if deciding to tell me or not. "Every time I thought about who I loved, I figured out I should just pick the second one, because if I really loved Kellin, I wouldn't have decided to break his heart by loving another man. So, i cheated on him for a week, because his heart has had a very terrible past with girls." She patted my hand before letting it go. I just let it fall to my side.
"Why is it I keep hearing this all over Warped this year and last year? That quote about if you love two people at the same time that you should pick the second one? I mean. . . It feels like I'm the only one hearing of this all the time. . . Why?" Ia sked her, completely unsure of her answer.
"Do you love Kellin?" She asked, avoliding my question completely. But, I was taken aback.
"Duh-I don- Uh- um," I stuttered. She looked at me with a serious face though. Why does she need to know? "I don't know," I finally said.
"Well, let me know when you figure it out, because if you figured out you loved Kellin after loving oli, than I think it would be better for everybody, espicially you, because, I mean . . . Forget it." I looked at her. She looked . . . Unsteady. Like there is something I need to know but everyone's hiding it from me.
"You're acting like Kellin did when he was going to tell me something today, abolut something important," I inquired. She looked at me shocked.
"You still don't know?!" She gasped. I shook my head. Her lips pressed into a thin line. "It's best if you figure out on your own," she finally responded after the silence. I pouted.
"Why can't I know now?" I asked her. She shook her head.
"It's just not for me to say. But, don't go bugging everyone else about it either, because they'll all say the same thing." I gave her a look.
"Everyone elser knows about it too?! Wait . . . What is it they all know about?" Ia sked, trying to sneak the answer out of her.
"You know . . . I'll just give you a hint!" She said, raising her pointer finger at me. "It's about Oli." I furrowed my eyebrows.
"And what about him?" I asked. She shook her head and I huffed. "Why can't I know?" I whined.
"Because, Oli and you have your own problems. We're not going to get involved." I nodded im understandment, but ehat could be so important as to why no one wanted to tell me?
"Well, I'm going outside, because I just got a text from Justin saying Cope is here." I nodded and was left in silence afterwards.
~*~Present Time~*~
Kate went back outside after talking to Kellin, and the nurse came in saying that he needed to rest. So, he went to sleep almost immediately and I thought back to what both of them said in there conversation. Kate's taking care of her for two months so Kellin could get some rest. Then, he would take her back, and try and settle down in his bus for a while with her for the lest month of Warped.
Done. That's all they needed to say. And I'm pretty sure me and Kate are going to be good friends.
I heard the ringtone for Roger Rabbit from Kellin's phone and I got up and walked over to his clothes in a chair. Yeah . . . They put him in one of those hospital gowns that makes your butt flop out. And, I'm never letting Kellin roll onto his side ever again.
Before I could open his phone, he said, "Don't answer it!" I whipped around in surprise.
"I was just going to turn the volume down . . . And what're you hiding from me?" I asked the last part cutely. He looked at me in worry.
"Nothing," he said very quickly. I opened his phone and turned the volume down and handed him it.
"There. The volume is down. Now answer the damn thing!" He chuckled and pressed the answer button and I sat in the chair next to him. He said, "yes- uh hm- Okay," and everytime he did, he would glance over at me. What was going on?
I can't believe he took the bullet. I can't believe I almost got shot. Something tells me that the tour will be hell.
I was just looking out the window over the hospitals parking lot. I still can't believe he got shot. All he did was hop on that guy - who is now going to prison - and the bullet went into his arm.
I started humming the remix version of one of my favorite songs. It honestly fit this moment so fairly.
(Summertime Sadness by Lana Del Rey)
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best
I got my red dress on tonight
Dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight
Done my hair up real big beauty queen style
High heels off, I'm feeling alive
Oh, my God, I feel it in the air
Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare
Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothing scares me anymore
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best
I've got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh oh oh
I'm feelin' electric tonight
Cruising down the coast goin' 'bout 99
Got my bad baby by my heavenly side
I know if I go, I'll die happy tonight
Oh, my God, I feel it in the air
Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare
Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothing scares me anymore
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best
I've got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh oh oh
I think I'll miss you forever
Like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky
Later's better than never
Even if you're gone I'm gonna drive (drive, drive)
I've got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh oh oh
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That, baby, you're the best
I've got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh oh oh
I sighed and noticed the room was again in complete silence, except for the beeping of the heart monitor.
"I love your voice," his kind, but raspy voice filled the silence. My head did a whiplash over to his face. Before I could speak, he went on. "I'd have to say that. that is the best voice I've ever heard." An itch started to crawl up my neck and I knew I was blushing. I hated being complimented.
I walked over to the side of the hospital bed and sat on the edge beside his good arm.
"How are you feeling?" I finally asked after a moment. He just gave me a warm smile.
"A little better than a hour ago, but still fine," he responded. I took a moment to absorb hia face in. He dyed his hair from blonde, to brown, and now to black. His sea blue-green eyes were in a mix that now corresponded with blue, green, brown, and a whole lot of grey. I can't remember what the grey stood for, but I knew he was in a mix of emotions. You could even see it over his childish face. It was childish, but demeaning and stern, and ever so laid back. And you can easily tell that he was such a goofball, even as an older guy in his late twenties. His nose was that perfect shape that would scrunch up whenever he'd smile. And his plump lips were the most noticeable feature, other than his huge eyes. His lips were pretty plump, the upper one being smaller than the bottom. I guess that's why he's a great at beatboxing. The thought made me want to laugh, but instead I settled for a smile.
"So how is everyone taking everything over at Warped?" He suddenly blurted out. I shrugged.
"Everyone's pretty much having a freak show that 'Kellin Quinn Bostwick just fucking got shot in the left arm!'" He laughed and I soon joined in to his contagious laugh.
"And where is Cope?" He further questioned after settling down.
"She's out in the hall with Kate," I simply answered as if it was nothing, when in reality, it's a huge thing. Kellin stiffened up immediately and gave me a look.
"And why the hell is she here?"
I sighed. This is going to be hard to explain.
"Kate . . . Told me that until you're feeling better . . . You can't have Cope back unless you're fully recovered." I looked anywhere but at him in fear of what he would look like.
I heard him huff and then I felt his eyes burning holes into my head.
"Can you go outside and get her and Cope to come in here?" He asked after a few seconds. I nodded and scurried into the hall to see Kate on the bench with her "husband". They actually kinda looked cute together. . . But there is no way in hell I'm letting Kellin know that!
"Hey Kate?" She turned around and smiled at me. We talked a little bit before Kellin woke up. She was actually really sweet. She told me she cheated on Kellin because she didn't love him, but she loved another, and that she couldn't break Kellin's heart. She once loved him, but then she realized she loved someone else. I truly feel a little bad for her . . . in a way. She has three kids - minus Cope most of the time - and she's been on her own twice. It must be hard for her kids, too. I mean, I lost my dad years ago, and it hurt because he was one of the only rocks that kept me surfaced under the water. But now, I understand most of the people's words now; Kate loved two, so she chose the second. "Kellin wants to see you and Cope for a minute," I whispered to her to not disturb anyone else in the waiting chiars. She nodded and pecked her husband on the lips before standing up with a sleeping Copeland in her arms.
We walked into the room to see Kellin half passed out and sat up in the bed. A nurse was beside him, and I couldn't help but feel bad as I saw her change the gauze on his arm. He went through thirty minutes earlier in hell on earth over the bullet that practically shattered in his lower arm. That's right. When the bullet went into his arm, it shattered into thirty-something pieces and it all went into five different spots under his elbow. I know all this, because I'm required to make him take painkillers every six hours since I'm the only one who got to encounter his scans. And let's just say, he's going to have a lot of pain for the next two weeks.
"Hey Kells," Kate whispered as he looked over. When his eyes met her's, you could tell he missed her. Over the year, I listened more and more to his music, and I think the song that stuck out the most, was Don't You Ever Forget About Me. The more I listened to it, the more I realized he doesn't know how to be alone. And then it lead to his song Alone. He doesn't want to be alone when he dies.
"Hi," he said, his voice almost cracking in the process. He couldn't keep his eyes off of Cope, and it made me smile as she squirmed.
"Do you wanna hold her?" Katelynn offered. He nodded but the nurse stopped him.
"He's not aloud to hold anything for the next two weeks since of the injury." Kellin pouted and put the most disturbing face on his features, and me and Kate laughed at his foolishness.
"But that's not fair," he said, pouting and whining. The nurse gave him a look.
"He's really childish," Kate explained. I walked over to the window again, feeling like the fourth wheel out of a family problem.
The nurse left soon after, and I dug out the iPod in the back pocket of my dress. I flipped the song over to Summertime Sadness and thought back to what went down on the stage an hour ago.
~*~One Hour Ago~*~
As I looked at the two bodies on the ground, all I could see was blood. A puddle of blood around my saviour and the shooter. Screams were going through the crowd as the saviour climbed onto the shooter. He repeatedly punched the guy in the face, making more and more blood spew from his arm and from the guys face.
I began to try and pull my saviour off of the guy when I was slung over Vic's shoulder and carried to the side stage.
"Let me go!" I screamed out, thrashing my feet and arms around. A little blood was on me, but I didn't care. I didn't even see my saviour's face! He put me down but blocked me when I tried to get around him. "I have to go help!" I screamed at him.
"Andy is breaking them apart, Iris. If you go in there, you could get shot. He's still armed," he informed me. I crossed my arms and looked around behind me to see an interviewer catching eerything. I sprinted over to them and looked at the screen of the cam-corder to see Andy pulling off the shooter who was now on my saviour.
What I saw was horrifying and soon Vic joined me. You still couldn't see my saviour, because there was blood all over his face. But even with that as a mask to his face, I knew it was him when I saw a pair of TOMS covering his feet.
One by one, everyone started holding back the one guy and I shoved past Vic and ran over to Kellin's side. I pressed my fingers to his neck and his pulse was out of control.
"Iris! Get off of the stage!" I heard Andy yell at me. I ignored him as people started to pile around Kellin's body. They started to lift him up, but they left me a little space so I could keep my fingers on his pulse. It was eratic. And that's why I was making sure he wouldn't die on any of us.
"Iris!" I still ignored Andy's pleeds as they grew more frantic until I felt him grab ahold of my arm. I didn't think anything of it, until it really started to hurt, and then I thought of it. Andy was never this hurtful, even in a situation like this. And that's when I removed my hand from Kellin's pulse as they fully picked him up off the ground, and as they did, he screamed, and I couldn't help but wonder if I could scream at the moment for realizing this.
I was being held by the shooter, and Vic told me he was still armed.
The cool barrel was once again placed on my head, and I have fully had enough. This guy has just made Warped today a living fucking hell, and I am as hell not just going to stand here and let him kill more innocent people, because he sure as hell is insane and is going to just kill anyone in his way.
I spun on my heel in one movement, and my arm was faster than my mind, because once my fist connected with his nose, he had dropped the gun and I had his arm twisted behind his back. Who knew I would ever learn self-defence? Because I sure as hell have never learned this before unless it was in movies.
I brought my fist up in the air and repeatedly punched him in the nose as he became weaker and weaker by the second.
I finally stopped after five punches, with my knuckles being fully coated in his blood, and he fell limp to the ground.
"Are you okay?!" Rollen asked, coming up to me with a lot of other people and the rest of TMMM.
I nodded. "Yeah, just a little tired, dizzy, and I think I'm going to throw up," I revealed as a churning in my lower abdomen took a turn upwards. I ran off the stage and threw up on the grass. Or, at least I threw up coffee. That was really all I had consumed today. Well, this sure has been a great first day of Warped.
I was still heaving over the same spot on the grass and I could feel my face become hotter and hotter everytime I would lose more and more air instead of gaining any.
I felt someone's hand grab hold of my hair and the other hand pat me on the back, and I immediately melted. Oli's shoes came into view the more i started to focus my eyes, but I was still heaving. Finally, a clear liquid spewed from my mouth and I stood up. My legs started to wobble and I felt Oli's arms wrap around my stomach. I felt like I needed to heave again.
"Do you need a bucket?" He asked me. I nodded my head and someone ran over with a metal bucket in their hands. I grabbed a hold of it and started to heave again.
My hair was grabbed from my face as I fell to my knees again. His hand rubbed small circles into my back and I heard a few more footsteps walk over to the both of us.
"Iris? Whya re oyu heaving into a bucket?" I heard Tony ask me right when more of my stomach acid made it's way into the cold steel of the bucket. I looked up to Tony and he looked at me like I was crazy. Andy came up to me and held out a bottle of water to me which I frantically took ad gulped down around half of. I didn't bother to answer Tony's question, because I was too captured in the cool aroma of water seeping down my esphogas.
The bottle was ripped from my lips and I looked at Tony with a death glare that would tell anyone, "If you ever take that away from me again, I will cut your head off, then cut the eyeballs out, but them in your mouth, make you swallow them, and then have them roll around when they come out of your neck. And after that's all done, the look should emply something along the lines of, I would burn your head afterwards." And Tony looked frightened.
"If you drink too much, you might throw up again." I sighed, but nodded nonetheless. I do not feel like talking for a while. At. All.
My throat was on fire! Literally, that's how it feels. I haven't thrown up in around a year - from last year when I was sick and Kellin visited me - and it doesn't feel good in the slightest.
"Ma'am?" A lady came up to me. I'm almost positive she is a paramedic. "Do you want to come with him in the ambulance?" She asked. She gestured to an ambulance that had arrived that was loading Kellin in. I looked at everyone around me and they all nodded.
"We'll catch up," Oli said. I smiled at him and kissed his cheek before walking over to the abulance. I was helped in and was directed to a small bench on the right left side of Kellin. He looked like he was ready to pass out, but he was instructed to keep his eyes open.
"Miss?" A paramedic asked me. I looked up from Kellin and to her. "Can you try and keep him awake?" She asked me politely. I nodded but thought this over. I doubt he wants to see me. Why would I try and help him stay awake? I let out a shaky breath before putting my hand on Kellin's shoulder. He looked over, realizing I was in the same ambulance as him.
"Kellin, you have to stay awake," I told him firmly. He just nodded and stared at me. Every emotion crossed over his face, but I wondered what he was thinking. "Are you okay?" I asked him. He held up his good hand and did that thing where you kind of shake your hand side to side like, "A little good and a little bad, but okay I guess. . ." I smiled at him as his handfell limp to his side. HE just stared at me in wonder, and I couldn't help but ask what he was thinking about.
"Why are you staring at me with all those emotions?" I asked him. He chuckled.
"I'm thinking about anything and everything that has to do with you . . . and I'm also thinking about if I should tell you something important." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"What is it?" I asked him. He sighed.
"You won't believe me Iris." I sighed next.
"Goddamnit Kellin. . ." I muttered. "What is it?" I repeated. He put his head on the pillow on the gurnie and looked up at the ceiling of the moving vehicle. He looks like he's in so much pain, and I wonder if it either occurs to him what he actually did in the last ten minutes.
"I'll just let you figure it out," he finally said after a moment. I sighed but let it go.
"Why did you take the bullet for me?" I suddenly asked. His head looked over at me, and he gave me such a stern look.
"What was I suppose to do? Let you die?" I looked him dead in the eye.
"Maybe you should have," I whispered loud enough for him to hear. He looked shocked. He looked petrified. Hurt. Aback. But worst of all, he looked at me as if I was insane.
"Don't ever say that ever again Irislane. Where in the fucking hell would you ever get that idea?" He growled at me.
I let out a very shaky breath and looked out the window, avoiding his gaze.
"Kellin. . . I've never actually been afraid to die, but then I realized I just don't want to. I don't want to find out how I'm going to die later in life. Maybe a bullet to the head is better than letting my lungs fail on me when I'm eighty years old," I explained in the most calmest voice as possible. It's true though; I have thought over countless times in my life on how I wanted to die, or if I even wanted to. But, nonetheless, I continued on. "I saw my dad die, Kellin. His lungs didn't just collapse while he was sleeping. That's life. It's not fair to you at all, whether you have a good heart, mind, or soul. I saw how my dad choked for air on instict I saw that it pained him to be in that situation. I was the one in the hospital when it happened. I can't watch anyone else die, espicially you. And the wrost part about my father's death? He never told me or my mom or Max, my brother. He didn't even get a chance to see Eliza grow up. Kellin, I can't watch you die. . . Why fo you think I accepted the offer of coming with you?" I whispered the whole thing to him as paramedics began to move back and forth on his other side. And the whole time needles were being plunged into him, things being taken out of him, he just stared at me as if my words were the sting to his death, and if he was to so cut through the tension I had created with my words, he would die.
Before he could say anything, the ambulance stopped and out the window, I saw we had made it to the hospital. Paramedics rushed here and there to our destination outsid and started piling him and I out.
That was all that really happened before they escorted me to a different room seperate from Kellin's opperation. I got to watch everything froma third person's point of view, technically. They held multiple scans over and over in there and I was allowed to see the security video so I could update my friends on how he was doing. They just arrived and are outside in the waiting room.
"Miss?" I turn around in the chair and looked at the nurse. I smiled and gave her a "go on" look. "He's ready to be seen, but he's sleeping." I nodded and got up. She showed me up and down elevators and stairs and halways until we were finally at his door. "Just keep as quiet as possible and make sure to not disturb him. He should wake up in one hour." I nodded and she opened the door for me. And there he lay. On the bed, his arm was wrapped in fresh gauze, but his face looked like it needed a shower. It was all dirty and bloody. I understand he just wanted to help out by saving me, but he really didn't need to power up that guy by beating the living shit out of him. he just got it right back to him in his face.
"Irislane?" I turned around for around the hundredth time today to see a completely unknown woman standing in front of me. She looked arounf Kellin's age, had really nice, long dark hair, and se had that womanly face. I don't even know who she is. "My name is Katelynn. Is Kellin in this room?" I made an "Oh!" face before nodding and scooting to the side of the door to let her in. She's the one Kellin told me cheated on him? But she seems - and looks - really nice! I noticed two boys and a man sitting out in the hallway, and assumed it was her boyfriend or something and her two kids.
"So you're Kate?" I asked her, a little unsure about the situation. She nodded while still facing me and she went over and sat in the window sill.
"Justin told me to meet him at the hospital so I could take care of Copeland for a while. I heard I was going to have to take care of her for two months?" She asked, looking at me in questioning. I raised an eyebrow. I walked over to the window sill and sat next to her.
"I thought you were only going to take care of her fot two weeks. Not months. Weeks." She looked at me confused and I returned the favor.
"Justin said Kellin will probably be good in around two months though. . ." Oh Justin. . .
I let out a soft laugh.
"Kellin has been really tired lately with taking care of Kellin. . . On Warped. . . With me here. . ." A look of realiztion passed her face and then she just returned back to confused.
"Why would you be a problem for him?" I gave her a sheepish face and shifted for a moment.
"He told me he's in love with me, but he doesn't want to see me with my fiance' Oli, because it just makes him sad all over again," I further explained. She chuckled.
"Hun, Kellin told me over the phone he's never met a girl like you in his life. He told me there was a girl he was madly in love with, but he didn''t tell me the name."
"Then how do you know he was talking about me?" I asked.
"Because he said she was as gentle as a little flower, and as pure as white." I pouted.
"I'm never going to wear out those pet-names," I muttered. She laughed whole-heartedly and I couldn't help but join in.
"So why did you cheat?" I asked blunlty. I had to ask her!
She let out a long, deep, shaky breath before grasping my hand in her's.
"I only cheated because I didn't know what to do." I knew she wasn't finished, and she couldn't be. i barely knew what it meant. "I cheated, because I was in love with two people." There's that sentence again. Everyone keeps bringing it up around me. Loving two people at the same time.
"But, why didn't you just tell Kellin that?" I questioned more. Her hand rubbed circles on the top of mine comfortably.
"Hun, he doesn't exactly choose the best girls for him. They all end up cheating on him, and then he figures it out. So, I changed it up a bit. I realized I shouldn't have done it at all, because he was a complete wreck." She bit her bottom lip as if deciding to tell me or not. "Every time I thought about who I loved, I figured out I should just pick the second one, because if I really loved Kellin, I wouldn't have decided to break his heart by loving another man. So, i cheated on him for a week, because his heart has had a very terrible past with girls." She patted my hand before letting it go. I just let it fall to my side.
"Why is it I keep hearing this all over Warped this year and last year? That quote about if you love two people at the same time that you should pick the second one? I mean. . . It feels like I'm the only one hearing of this all the time. . . Why?" Ia sked her, completely unsure of her answer.
"Do you love Kellin?" She asked, avoliding my question completely. But, I was taken aback.
"Duh-I don- Uh- um," I stuttered. She looked at me with a serious face though. Why does she need to know? "I don't know," I finally said.
"Well, let me know when you figure it out, because if you figured out you loved Kellin after loving oli, than I think it would be better for everybody, espicially you, because, I mean . . . Forget it." I looked at her. She looked . . . Unsteady. Like there is something I need to know but everyone's hiding it from me.
"You're acting like Kellin did when he was going to tell me something today, abolut something important," I inquired. She looked at me shocked.
"You still don't know?!" She gasped. I shook my head. Her lips pressed into a thin line. "It's best if you figure out on your own," she finally responded after the silence. I pouted.
"Why can't I know now?" I asked her. She shook her head.
"It's just not for me to say. But, don't go bugging everyone else about it either, because they'll all say the same thing." I gave her a look.
"Everyone elser knows about it too?! Wait . . . What is it they all know about?" Ia sked, trying to sneak the answer out of her.
"You know . . . I'll just give you a hint!" She said, raising her pointer finger at me. "It's about Oli." I furrowed my eyebrows.
"And what about him?" I asked. She shook her head and I huffed. "Why can't I know?" I whined.
"Because, Oli and you have your own problems. We're not going to get involved." I nodded im understandment, but ehat could be so important as to why no one wanted to tell me?
"Well, I'm going outside, because I just got a text from Justin saying Cope is here." I nodded and was left in silence afterwards.
~*~Present Time~*~
Kate went back outside after talking to Kellin, and the nurse came in saying that he needed to rest. So, he went to sleep almost immediately and I thought back to what both of them said in there conversation. Kate's taking care of her for two months so Kellin could get some rest. Then, he would take her back, and try and settle down in his bus for a while with her for the lest month of Warped.
Done. That's all they needed to say. And I'm pretty sure me and Kate are going to be good friends.
I heard the ringtone for Roger Rabbit from Kellin's phone and I got up and walked over to his clothes in a chair. Yeah . . . They put him in one of those hospital gowns that makes your butt flop out. And, I'm never letting Kellin roll onto his side ever again.
Before I could open his phone, he said, "Don't answer it!" I whipped around in surprise.
"I was just going to turn the volume down . . . And what're you hiding from me?" I asked the last part cutely. He looked at me in worry.
"Nothing," he said very quickly. I opened his phone and turned the volume down and handed him it.
"There. The volume is down. Now answer the damn thing!" He chuckled and pressed the answer button and I sat in the chair next to him. He said, "yes- uh hm- Okay," and everytime he did, he would glance over at me. What was going on?
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This was actually a long chapter :3 Thanks for reading if you did! :* ♥