Can We Create Something Beautiful?

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen:

I sighed and slumped down into my seat, pushing the food around the plate with my fork. I really didn't want to be here, this was just so stupid!

I was supposed to hang out with Vic today, but instead I was being forced to go to this stupid dinner with my parents and their co-workers.

I protested and tried to get out of it every possible way, but they weren't having it. And now here I am, sitting around a table with a bunch of overly-dressed snobs. Things like this irritated me beyond belief! At least I was able to walk off at that other party that I was forced to go to, but here I have to sit and act proper.

"So Kellin, are there any special ladies that have caught your eye?" One of my mother's co-workers, Janice, asked.

My mom and dad weren't aware that I was gay, no one was really. It's not that I was ashamed of my sexuality, but I know for a fact that my parents are homophobic and would most likely disown me the exact second they found out about Vic.

"Well, I have heard him talking to someone on his phone. Vic? Viccy? Something like that." My mom said, cutting in and giving me a look that said 'you better talk'.

"Vic? Isn't that a boy's name? Your son isn't a homosexual is he?" One of the men at the table asked my father in disgust.

"Of course not!" My mom interrupted, shooting me another look.

Strangely enough, my father scowled at my mother when she interrupted him, and at his co-worker too. Maybe he isn't as homophobic as I thought?

I cleared my throat and tried to calm my nerves.

"Her name is V-Victoria." I lied.

"Oh, what a wonderful name! Does she go to your school? Are we familiar with her?" Janice asked.

Now the entire table was looking at me, interested in our little conversation. My anxiety kicked in and I felt like I couldn't breathe, but I managed to choke out a few words.

"N-No, I don't think you know her." I said quickly.

They left me alone after that, but my breathing was still uneven and shaky. I needed Vic, I felt so much better when I was around him.

I wiped my mouth and set my napkin down, standing up.

"Where are you going, Kellin?" My dad asked, scowling at me.

"I-I need to use the restroom." I said.

"Very well."

They continued their conversations and ran up to my room, shutting and locking the door behind me. I pulled out my phone and called Vic, praying that he would answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Vic...it's me." I said quietly.

"Hey baby! How's the dinner going?" He asked happily.

"I-I just...I miss you." I said, my voice cracking.

"Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?"

I bit my lip and fought back tears. I felt like I couldn't breathe...I think I was having a panic attack.

"I-I think I'm having a p-panic attack!" I said, panicking.

"Its okay, Kellin. Just breathe. Take a deep breath, can you do that for me?"

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

"Focus on my voice, baby. You're gonna be okay, you just need to calm down."