Ring after ring after ring. I'm not answering. I don't care. They can ring all they want. I'm not moving. I'd rather just lay here forever.
It's been five days and I still haven't gotten out of bed. I don't want to do anything, I don't want to see anyone, I don't even want to speak to anyone. Fuck school too. What's the point? What's the point in anything? There is none. There's no point to shit without Vic. He was my everything. He motivated me to get out of bed every day without even knowing it. Now that he's gone, I'm just going to lie here.
I don't care. I don't care about anything anymore. I don't care about me, I don't care about my friends, I just don't care.
Vic made my world colourful now everything seems dull and gray. I can't sleep, I have no desire to eat, I get up to use the bathroom and that's about it. I haven't showered since Vic dropped me off here either.
The only thing that I do to assure that I don't die, is I drink a glass of water every day. After the third day of lying here, I passed out from dehydration. I don't want to end up in hospital again so I make sure that I drink.
My phone stops ringing for a while and I lay in silence listening to the thumping in my head.
Soon enough, my silence is disrupted as Mom enters the room. She's holding a phone and a plate of sandwiches.
"You have a call from Tay." She says handing me the phone. I'm tempted just to hang up but she'll call right back.
I put the phone to my ear but I'm not interested in hearing what she has to say. I frankly don't care.
"Can you just fuck off and leave me alone? And don't you dare call back." I spit into the phone before hanging up and handing it back to Mom.
Tay didn't deserve that but it's the only way I'm going to get through to her. Mom looks at me shocked.
"Did something happen between you and Tay?" Mom asks and I shake my head.
"No. She just won't stop calling and it's getting annoying." I mutter.
Mom nods and her eyes travel to this morning's breakfast which is untouched and on my nightstand where she left it.
"Kellin, you haven't been eating for the last few days. Did something happen? Why are you going back to this? I think we should start doing monitored meals again." She explains and that makes me panic. I don't want her thinking that I'm purposely starving myself and I don't want to have to leave this room for monitored meals.
"No Mom, it's not like that. I'm sorry I haven't been eating. It's not what you think. I just haven't had an appetite." I explain hoping that she'll believe me.
She sighs and runs her hand through her hair.
"You know it's hard to trust you with these kind of things. You have lied to me plenty of times over the last year." She mumbles and I nod guiltily. "But I'm going to go out on a lim here and trust you. Kell, if you're not hungry, you should still eat. You're malnourished enough."
"Yeah, yeah. You're right. I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry. I'll eat lunch. Thank you." I whisper.
She smiles gently at me and places a kiss on my forehead as she puts the sandwiches on my nightstand, next to the cold pancakes. She then sits on the edge of my bed.
"Your father and I are worried about you." She murmurs.
"Don't be. I'm fine." I lie.
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For years when Kellin has looked in the mirror, fat is all he sees and for years he's starved himself in hopes to drop off the excess weight, that only he can see exists. Vic wishes Kellin could see what he sees, he just wants Kellin to see how perf...