19:00. Kells wandered back slowly from his doctor's office, the nights events playing on his mind. He worried about his friends, once again lying in some infirmary cot with their lives in the hands of some random doctor. He has to admit that seeing Jenna fall limp and quiet was something he would never quite get used to.
The look on the young doctor's face had made his heart hurt, the young boy maintaining as much composure as he could as he watched his husband slowly bleeding out. Kells didnt know what he would do if he ever had to see Dom in that position again...
Michael sauntered along the quiet corridor, having wiped away most of the dried blood from his clothes and hands as he'd hidden. He hummed to himself, instantly stilling as he spotted the lanky figure heading towards him. A small smirk spread across his face as his fingers curled around the small blade in his pocket, keeping his head dipped a little to hide his face.
Kells tugged his phone free as it buzzed, Tyler-Biersack had mentioned him on social. He wrinckled his nose as he pulled up the social, selecting the notification and instantly frowning as he read it.
"Fuck sake." Kells mumbled as he closed the app and searched for Doms number instead. "Please be okay..." he muttered as the call rang and rang and rang...
Michael quietly approached Kells, his arm shooting out to connect with the taller boys jaw. Kells yelped and stumbled back, his hand dropping his phone to instead clutch at his face in a feeble attempt to stop his brain spinning. "What the...f..." His words slurred as they fell from his mouth, his vision blurring as his body fell limp.
A quiet groan left Kells lips as his blurred vision slowly came into focus. He grumbled a little, unable to quite form words as he reached an arm out, trying to feel for someone. A pain shot up his arm, a whine leaving him as he rolled onto his back, clutching his arm into himself.
After a while of lying on the floor, Kells shuffled himself to sit up, his hand flapping around for his phone. He blinked a little to refocus himself, scrunching his nose up at the time on the screen. 21:34. He'd been out for a few hours... His muscles ached and his head continued to spin a little as he stilled to gather his barings.
Kells frowned deeply but pocketed his phone again, slowly dragging himself up onto his feet. He looked down at the mess of his wrist, grimacing instantly at the markings etched into his tattooed skin.
He looked through the social as he headed into Doms room, looking around with a frown as he couldnt find him. He grumbled but grabbed a hoodie, pulled it over his head and digging in a drawer for a joint.
With a tired sigh, he headed out of the room and headed up to the roof, hoping that Dom wasnt about to put up a fight.
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