Can we create something beautiful? (Kellic) (boyxboy)

chapter 7

I ran my fingers through my hair, gently massaging the roots. I hoped he would forget that awkward conversation and move on but knowing vic I speculated that wouldn't be a possibility. Okay, well the plan to make up with vic clearly failed, I guess my next option was to try and earn acceptance from the band.

This time, I wanted to apologise in person. Trying to sort things out over the phone failed to be successful previously so I thought I would take a different approach. Not bothering to change, I grabbed my keys and got into my car ready to head over to Jack's house.

He was hosting a party tonight. I wasn't invited which didn't surprise me; I just hoped the guys would hear me out and not throw me out of the house. My thoughts usually trailed off whilst I was driving which could either be positive or negative. today they decided to be more pessimistic which didn't surprise me.

seeing the speeding cars zoom past me triggered me. I wanted to open the car door and roll out onto the road,to be nothing but a lifeless, meaningless pile of flesh and bone. I could just end it all, right there and then; nobody would be to bothered. yeah I mean, a couple of people would be slightly shocked but after some time I would just be a distant memory only existing in the back of people's minds.

I slapped myself, physically. It was the only way of stopping myself from acting on my thoughts and at the back of my mind I knew that I had no real intentions of ending my life. Turning my focus back to the road, I carried on driving until I reached Jack's front garden. It was filled with almost every type of car imaginable. I suddenly felt a wave of sadness wash over me as I noticed all these people had been invited and I wasn't, but that wasn't the focus of this. I needed to sort out both my career and my friendships.

As I stepped out of my car, I walked over to the front door of the house. loud beats could be heard from inside and the lights in the house were flashing, projecting the shadows of various people dancing and making out. Suddenly I was having second thoughts. there were so many people inside and I wasn't the type that liked to socialize in large groups of people but I needed to do this, my career, friends and possibly my house were resting on this.

Turning the door handle and slowly entering the house I glanced around the corner. The sofa was situated in front of the TV and a couple was making out on top of it. I stepped in and headed into the opposite direction to where the pool table was. Justin and Jack were playing what looked like a version of beer pong, only with pool ques. Justin had his arm around some girl wearing a very short skirt and a skimpy looking top. I walked over to Jack who was already looking directly at me.

"Heyyyyyy! Duudeeeee... come play with us!"

His words were slurring as he spoke. In his clearly drunk state I didn't expect to get any sense out of him.

"uhh, no thanks."

Justin unhooked his arm from around the girl and walked over to us.

"Come on man! What are you, a fucking pussy?" He sniggered

"what no! I simply have no intention of making a fool of myself."

"I simply have no intention of making a blah blah blah... this 'aint no fricking meeting, posh boy." Justin smirked, mimicking me.

I was certainly not obligated to argue with a couple of drunk idiots right now, so I simply rolled my eyes and walked back out.

My mind was set of getting out of here, I would just have to try and sort things out with them when they were sober. With that thought, I headed towards the exit but was blocked by a tanned figure who was about the same height as me.

"oh.. um exuse m-"

I paused as the brown haired Mexican turned around and I realised who it was.

"Kellin?" He asked.

shit.