sweet sixteen (kellic)

chapter 29

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Hey, I got your text. What's wrong?" Was the first thing Vic said when he walked through the door. I texted him when I got home from school and asked him to come home earlier if he could. It was around nine when he did. I had been sitting on the couch, but promptly got up.

"You didn't have to come back this early." I told him. He shook his head and tossed his keys and wallet on the kitchen counter.

"Yes I did. I've been wondering all day what's been up with you. So, is everything okay?" He asked. I took a deep breath. I had been having so many confronting conversations lately. You would think I'd be used to it right now.

"No, not really. Maybe you should come over here." I said with a nod. I sat back down on the couch and faced the empty space which was soon occupied by Vic.

"This isn't about, like...us, is it?" He asked with a concerned look on his face. He looked really worried and sounded so insecure.

"What? No, no. This is about Parsons." I said quickly. The concerned looked quickly left and was replaced by his annoyance.

"Did he do something to you?" He asked.

"No, not to me, but something did happen after school yesterday." I said.

"What, while you were in detention?" He asked. Damn it, Ed must have told him I was in detention, when in reality I wasn't.

"Yeah, um...actually, I didn't exactly have detention." I said cautiously. I was actually feeling very nervous. I had no idea how this conversation would go. I just hoped he would have a solution or help me with what I want to do.

"Then what were you doing?" He asked. He's not gonna like this.

"Well...I was watching Parsons." I said slowly.

"What do you mean you were watching Parsons? I told you to stay away from him!" He fumed.

"I know, I know. I was just...I don't know...looking for a weakness or something to use against him. I said. Even I was unsure about my intentions.

"I don't want you getting involved with him in any way, Kellin." He said firmly.

"It's too late for that. I already am involved. I don't want to be, but I am." I said. He sighed in frustration.

"Well stay away from him from now on." He ordered. I couldn't just accept that.

"This isn't just about me anymore, or Ashton." I said.

"What are you talking about?" He asked.

"Yesterday I was watching Parsons. He's also the coach of the football team. After practice he made one of the boys stay back. Dan-"

"Dan?" He interrupted, "The one who threw a party in my house? The one who bullies you?"

"Yes, that Dan. Anyway, Dan and Parsons were in the locker room alone for a little while and Dan came out crying and pulling his clothes on. Then when I talked to him today he told me that Parsons was filming him in the shower and...touching himself." I resisted the urge to gag at the last part.

Vic was silent for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. I knew it was a lot to take in and digest. This whole thing with Parsons got more and more twisted every day.

"Wait, "He finally spoke, "So, you didn't speak to me about this this morning, but you went to Dan today?"

"Um, well...yeah. I wanted to talk to him and Ashton first." I said.

"Why?" He asked.

"Because...because I don't know. I wanted to see if they had any ideas on what to do..." I spoke quietly. He looked annoyed. He stood up and I looked up at him, kind of scared of how he was going to take all of this. He paced the room for a moment then stopped and looked down at me.