Can We Create Something Beautiful?

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen:

~Kellin's P.O.V. ~

"Hello, Kellin."

I walked in and was instantly greeted by my mother who was sitting in the living room, drinking a cup of what I assumed to be tea. I gripped my backpack and resisted the urge to yell at her. All it would do is make things worse.

"Hi." I said bitterly.

She didn't say another word and I walked to my room, walking in and sitting on the bed. I decided to go ahead and start finishing up on me and Vic's project, despite his absence, so that we'd be ready to perform it in two weeks.

I pulled out my lyrics and sighed, taking a drink of water. I think we agreed to use this song...and he already has what the guitar is gonna sound like...so I just need to practice my vocals.

"I know that hope-"

I was interrupted by the buzzing of my phone. I picked it up and saw that it was Vic, so I answered it quickly.

"Hello?"

"Hey Kells!" I heard laughing in the background and I frowned.

Sounds like he's having fun...without me.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Well, I was wondering if we could go on a date with me this weekend. It's really important."

I raised a brow. What's he up to now? I decided to agree anyways. Even though I really wasn't the happiest with him right now...

"Um, yeah sure." I said, blushing a little.

"Great! See you tomorrow!"

He hung up before I could even say anything else. I laughed and shook my head, butterflies going crazy in my stomach.

This date seems pretty important...what if he...what if he says that he loves me? I smiled at the thought as an idea popped into my head.

I grabbed my lyric book and a pen, jotting down notes as quickly as I could. I decided that even if he wasn't going to tell me...I was going to tell him.

But with a song.

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'Is it naïve to make plans that seem so far away?

There's a reason I feel this way.

You're sleeping alone (you're alone),

I'm awake

When you dream of me tonight, am I close to where you are? (to where you are?)

Lay me down,

And tell me everything will be alright

Things will be alright (things will be alright)
Things will be alright (things will be alright)

Lay me down,

And tell me everything will be alright

Things will be alright (things will be alright)

This could mean everything or nothing at all

You take what is real (all, all)

I'll give you my all'

I smiled down at the song I had been writing, biting my lip. He was going to love this...I hope. The only problem is that I wanted to play guitar for him...and I don't know guitar.

I had been quietly singing it when I heard my door open, and I looked up to see my dad. I gulped and set the lyrics to the side as he stared at me.

"What are you singing?" He asked.

"A-A song I'm writing for someone..." I said quietly.

He walked over and picked up the lyrics. I blushed as he read them.

"These are really good. Who're they for?"

"J-Just someone..."

"Did you want to add guitar to the song?" He asked.

I nodded quickly. He left the room and then came back, holding a guitar. He started strumming, playing random things that sounded beautiful together. When he finished I smiled.

"That sounded so awesome!"

"It was something I wrote for your mother..." He mumbled, smiling sadly.

I frowned and scooted closer to him.

"Will you teach me how to play it?"

He nodded and started teaching me. By the end of the hour, I was playing the entire song perfectly. My dad was an amazing teacher, alright! When I finished singing and playing it through for the third time, dad placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Are...are you in love, Kellin?" He asked.

I blushed and nodded.

"Tell me about it."

"Well...he's amazing, dad. He has these brown eyes that you can just get lost in and his smile takes my breath away. When I'm around him, I'm always smiling. It's like I can't stop! A-And he always makes sure I'm okay...he treats me like I'm the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. I've never had someone look at me the way he does...like I'm actually perfect."

"So...you're gay?"

I froze and looked down nervously. I forgot that my dad didn't know I was gay.

"Y-Yeah..." I said.

"Alright, then. I support you."

"Really?" I asked in shock.

"If that's who you are then that's who you are. As long as the guy treats you well, I approve."

I smiled. He suddenly leaned forward and hugged me tightly, surprising me. I hugged him back though.

"I love you, Kelly. I love you so much." He whispered.

I was shocked. He hadn't called me that since I was younger...

He pulled back with tears in his eyes. I was confused to say the least.

"I know I've been a bad father, Kellin. And I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for hitting you...I'm sorry for being an asshole...I just want you to know I love you and that no matter what you have to keep your head up and carry on. Okay?"

I paused and nodded.

"I love you too, dad."

He smiled and ruffled my hair before standing and leaving, leaving me in a stunned silence.

Why did that feel like a goodbye?

Author's Note:

Filler chapter! As usual! Because I'm trash!

Anyways, it doesn't seem like anyone is participating in the contest...so I'm gonna go ahead and discontinue it...

Anyways...until next chapter I guess.

~WickedWitch