Neglect... (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 8 "Dinner"

When we got up into my room he set me down onto my bed.
"So it's Friday tomorrow. Would you like to do something this weekend, or have someone over." My father asked as he helped my remove my sweat-shirt. I took advantage of this offer. This could be the first time Kevin and I have a sleep over.
"Can I maybe have Kevin spend the night?" I asked placing my foot on the pillow at the end of my bed so it was elevated.
"Yeah, sure." he answered hanging my sweat-shirt in my closet.
"I'll come get you when they get here." he said as he disappeared through my door leaving it slightly cracked. I got out my phone and texted Kevin.
'u wanna spend the night Friday?'. The speed he answered was astonishing.
'yeah!'
'ok well, come home w/me on the bus tomorrow.' I answered.
'Kk .-.' At that I set down my phone and starred at the ceiling for what felt like an eternity until my eyes flickered shut.
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I woke up to my father gently nudging me to wake up.
"Your friends are here." he said lifting me out of my bed. I yawned as he carried my through the hallway and down the stairs. He placed me into my wheelchair and wheeled me out to two stunning human beings standing in my house.
"Hey cutie!" Bella cheered as she walked over to me and gave me a warm hug.
"Hey Bell." I said as I hugged her back. I looked over Bells shoulder and gave Kevin a playful wink.

All four of us made our way into the kitchen. The smell was breathtaking, I was practically drooling. I watched as Kevin consciously followed behind the rest of us.
"I-It smells delicious." he stuttered.
"I baked chicken, and made garlic mashed potatoes, with some cheesy broccoli. And for dessert, I made pie!" My father explained as he placed a bowl of mashed potatoes in the middle of the table.
"Wow! What a feast!" Bella's eyes were the widest I had ever seen.
"Kevin." My dad shot out. I swear Kevin jumped right out of his skin when my dad addresses him.
"Why don't you help me set the table." he asked holding out a stack of plates.
"Oh, of corse." At that he made his way over to my father and took the stack of plates from him. I watched sheepishly as they shot each other glares from time to time.
"Do those two have history, or what?" Bell whispered. I just nodded, never taking my eyes off of the two large men who seemed to have way too much testosterone to handle.

Once the table was set we all claimed a seat. My father sat at the end of the table wile Kevin and Bella sat on his right side, and I sat on his left side.
"Well... Let's dig in." my dad demanded as he picked up the bowl of mashed potatoes and a began to shovel it onto his plate. My attention made it's way over to Bell who was sitting wide eyed starring at the table full of food. Her plate was the only one that was empty. She looked overwhelmed and out of her element.
"Are you not hungry dear?" My father asked handing the bowl of broccoli to Kevin who also noticed her empty plate.
"I-I have to use the bathroom." she cried, as she shot up and searched for the bathroom for a moment.
"It's the first door to the right down that hall." my dad told her as he pointed. Once we heard the door shut we all exchanged looks.
"Is she okay?" My father asked slicing a piece out of his chicken breast. I didn't feel like I had the right to tell them about her condition, so I decided to shrug. We ate in silence as we waited for Bell to come back out.

"I'm sorry." she said as she walked back into the kitchen. As soon as she sat down at the table I smelt something very familiar. She just blazed it up in my bathroom! I looked at her face and noticed her eyes. They were usually lively, and they sparkled as she spoke, but at the moment they were glazed over and bloodshot.
"Did... did you just smoke some pot?" My dad asked as he chewed a forkful of broccoli. Butterflies instantaneously invaded my stomach.
"I'm sorry." she cried dropping her head onto the table.
"I thought I would be able to handle it. I said yes to Matts invitation to come for dinner because I was so happy someone was finally inviting me to something. But I just didn't take into account that a dinner party meant you had to eat. I thought I could handle it, even if I just eat a little bit, but I-I guess I'm just weak. I brought some 'Mary-Jane' just in case. It's just so that I would get the munchies, and have to eat this delicious meal you so kindly cooked for us." she finished as she started to cry.
"It's ok honey." my father said as he placed his hand on hers to try and reassure her. Though he had to learn the hard way, she was not the person to touch. The moment his hand made contact with hers, she let out a blood curdling scream. Every one at the table including Bell jumped at this. She got up out of her seat and ran to a corner and started to rock back and forth, just like she did when Jason tried to hit on her. My father had a this lost look in his face. I could tell he had no idea what he had done wrong.

"Bell, honey, come here." I said in a soft tone trying to be of help to her. She slowly lifted herself from the ground and walked over to me.
"Everything is okay. He is trying to help you not hurt you." I explained as I looked straight into her blue eyes. I waited for her to calm down and then I held out my arms for her once again. When she embraced me I could feel her tears on my back. Once she released herself from my embrace she made he way back to her seat and began to put food on her plate. All three of us watched as she set every piece of food in an orderly fashion on her plate.
"I'm sorry Mr. Sperkin. I just have history, and I seem to have these panic attacks because of it. I have been hurt, and I guess I have this tendency to convince myself that everyone is out to get me." She explained placing her skinny hand onto his. She then went right back to her perky self and began to slice a piece of her chicken. We were all relived to see her back to her happy self.

The rest of dinner we all got comfortable with each other. My father and Kevin had even began to joke with each other. I smiled as I looked around the table at everyone laughing and having fun. Bella had even finished everything on her plate. I just smiled and took it all in.