"Vic?" I heard a voice call my name. It sounded like Kellin.
What does he want? Mike didn't take him from me yet?
I cleaned my face and stopped crying. Maybe if he doesn't hear me he'll go away.
"Vic, I know your in here I see you sitting on the floor."
Dang
"I'm coming in."
"Stay outside the stall!" I said panicly. I didn't want him to see me cry. He'll think I'm pathetic. If Mike didn't steal him now, I know he'd go to him later.
"Okay." I saw his shoes right by the stall door. He slid down to sit on the floor. It's like we were together but in another demension.
We were both silent for a moment.
"Vic, what's wrong?" Kellin spoke first.
I bit my lip and held my breath.
"Nothing's wrong." I barely spoke never letting out the air.
"No one storms out of the the lunchroom and sits down on the bathroom floor if nothings wrong."
I stared at him through the door. I know he couldn't see me but I did it anyway.
"Well, I was here to cheer you up so I don't count." Did he feel me stairing?
"I'm serious nothings wrong. I guess I just got upset that was all."
"Upset about what? The fact that you don't hang with your little brother?"
I was getting a little bit angry. "He-" I was about to yell but I took a deep breath and restarted my sentence.
"He has friends. He was talking with a whole bunch of people on the bus this morning. It's not my fault. Don't you think I want to talk to him? You know like how family should? Well I do you know."
I stopped feeling my face start to heat up. The tears started to roll off of my face. "It kills me. He said that I never talk to him or anything but that's a lie. I try. Or tried. But-..."
I stopped. Realising that I couldn't continue. I cleaned off my face.
"But?" He wanted me to continue.
"Nothing." I rose up slowly. "We have to go to our next class. I'm pretty sure time is almost up."
I rose up and opened the door. He was standing up looking at me. Like he was trying to read me. I looked confused.
He moved out the way to let me out of the stall. I smiled and walked out.
"Our next class is music. Do you sing or play?" He asked.
I looked back at him then foward and started walking out of the restroom him behind me. "Both."
Once we were both out I got behind him that way he could lead the way because I remembered I don't know where to go.
"Really. That means you got talent then huh?" He said with a smile on his face.
I guess that means that what just happened was out of his mind. At least it was for now.
"Not really." I gave a slight smile. "Lizzy Hale from Halestorm is a guitarist and sings." It's not really that talented is it? To be honest, I think the most talented thing is the drums. Reason being is the fact that a drummer has to play like a whole set of drums. They have to play one beat in one hand, another beat in another hand, and another beat with their feet. If that's not talented I don't know what is.
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Help Needed Not Wanted (Kellic) (LGBT)
FanfictionI fucking disclaim everyone!None of these people are mine! This is a Kellic. Mike has hated Vic ever since he was born. When Vic first held him Mike pulled at Vic's eyes. Mike had always gotten Vic in trouble. Mikes would throw his on sippy cup out...