I'll Make This Feel Like Home (Kellic)

19

It was so new and exciting being with Vic. I mean, not much had changed. We still pretty much just hung out in his bedroom, but now we kissed a lot, and I was such a slut for kisses.

I didn't think things would end up like this. I could swear I was cursed or something, destined for bad things to happen to me, but for once the pieces fell almost perfectly, and I thought things might end up alright.

"I look like a nerd." I spoke while standing in front of a mirror, commenting on the clothes I had on my body.

"Hey, those are my clothes!" Vic commented. Today was the church party thing that his parents were hosting. Vic had leant me some of his "nice" clothes to wear. I didn't really like them. They weren't my styles. Well, actually I wasn't quiet sure what my style was anymore, but I knew it wasn't this. Vic had me in some relaxed black pants, a white top--tucked in-- and a black, flowy pull over, cardigan type thing that screamed GAY!

"And they look good on you, but I look like an idiot." I said.

"That's not true."

I smiled, looking at the mirror one last time. I didn't really care what I was wearing, I was just real nervous about meeting Vic's parents. I had no idea how he would introduce me to them and how they would react. Overall, I didn't want them to resent me, or be angry towards Vic.

"Ready?" He asked. I nodded before he took my hand in his, pulling me towards him, enough so he was able to kiss my cheek.

When we got downstairs Vic let go of my hand. I understand why he did it, but I instantly felt so lost. People began coming up to Vic, commenting on "how big he has gotten" and how much of a "handsome young man" he is. I sort of just stood off on the sidelines, watching as all these Christian people acting too kind to one another.

I felt so out of place. All these people knew each other from church, which I hadn't attended. I felt out of the loop and like everyone knew it, and were judging me for it. I hated the feeling and wanted to leave. And I mean, Vic wasn't with me right now anyways. I could leave before he found me.

I eyed the front door, setting up my escape, preparing myself for the take off until a hand grabbed my waist. I jumped slightly as the person pulled my into them. Once we were close enough to each other, I knew it as Vic.

"Sorry I left you," he said, taking me by surprise. It wasn't like I expected much else.

"Come here." He said simply, dropping his hand from me and walking away. I looked back at the door one last time before following Vic to wherever it may be.

We approached a small group of people, somewhere in their late 40's. They all looked to Vic and smiled. I think the main thing I've gotten from tonight is that everyone adores Vic.

"Mom, Dad, can I talk to you for a second?" He spoke making my body ache.

From the group, a man and a woman stepped forward while the others drifted away. My body was screaming to take cover behind Vic, just knowing how awful this could go.

"I want to introduce you guys to someone," he spoke confidentiality. Vic took my hand, forcing me to step forward, presenting me like I was the new family puppy.

My eyes fell on Vic's dad first. He was a short, older man with a moustache. He sort of had the same features as Vic, but just...different. Vic would always have his own features and be his own beautiful thing.

Then I saw his mom. She was dazzling for her age. She had long, wavy hair like Vic's, and light eyes that tempted you. Vic was the perfect mixture of them both.