Feel (Kellic)

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

"Vic, seriously, tell me what's going on." We're stuck in traffic and I can't get this off of my mind anymore. I tried sitting still and being calm and quiet, but I can't anymore. I'm in need of an explanation.

"You were fine with this five minutes ago." Vic points out.

"So? I can be not fine with it now."

"Alright."

"Tell me."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because."

I groan. He's being absolutely unreasonable. What the hell. If I'm going to be stuck in this car with him for another hour, don't I deserve some sort of explanation? Yes, I do. He's the one who kidnapped me, even though I went willingly. So I suppose that's not much of a kidnapping.

"Come on, Vic, seriously." I look at him pointedly, hopefully making him uncomfortable. But he just keeps his eyes focused on the road.

"Why do you want to know?" Vic asks finally.

I roll my eyes, "You dragged me along on your little escapade, I think I'm allowed to wonder why the hell you freaked all of a sudden."

"I always run away." Vic says matter-of-factly.

"Right, but you never bring me along with you. That means this is different."

Vic stays silent for a while and I sigh in defeat, looking out my window at the cars packed like sardines on this winding road. I feel almost claustrophobic thinking about how close all the cars are to each other. If I were to run out of this car, I could easily get stuck somewhere between two cars. One would move just a fraction and then I'd be crushed.

It feels like forever, when finally, "I saw my dad."

I look back at Vic, a little shocked. His dad? Why would his dad be at the school? Vic is dead, and he died in that school, so if I were his dad, I'd stay the hell away. I wouldn't want to be plagued with the thoughts of my son dying in a room all by himself. No way.

"Your dad?" I ask to see if he's being serious.

Vic sighs, "Yeah, my dad."

"Oh." I say. I don't have any idea what else I should say. Is there anything else to say about that? "Why was your dad there?" What a stupid question Kellin.

"I don't know, but it probably wasn't a good reason." Vic answers.

"Why would it be a bad reason?" I don't want to be pushing any boundaries here, but I'm honestly curious. I don't really know all that much about Vic's life. I only know what I read in the letters, but that wasn't very much. It was all too vague. He has dirt on me. He knows about Hayley. So he should at least be able to share something with me.

"He never used to come on visiting days." Vic says, "He was always too busy. And when he did come that one time, it was only to bash my sexuality and lecture me about being a terrible child."

Oh. "I'm sorry." That's a terrible thing to say Kellin, what's your problem?

"Don't be. I am a pretty terrible person, so I get it." Vic shrugs.

"Um, I don't think you're terrible." I tell him. From what I know, he's just a really nice guy. But then again, I don't know too much about him.

"Then consider yourself lucky." Vic says, merging into another lane. It's less trafficky now. We're driving at a regular pace and I don't feel like all the cars are crushing together.