Chapter Thirteen

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*flashback*
I watched as Craig walked towards Jonny  and I, he avoided eye contact with me but I know he noticed me.

"Hey" he said as he approached us, it was obvious that he was only talking to Jonny.

"Hey" Jonny said a little nervously making Craig smile.

I miss Craig.

Craig's eyes landed on me for a split second and he looked down.
"Hey, Vic" he said.

I felt my stomach flip, I felt a smile tugging at my lips.
I felt like laughing or jumping or just hugging him.

"Hey" I said back with a bright smile I couldn't control.

"Jonny, you wanna come with me?" Craig asked, turning to go in another direction. Jonny swiftly followed.

Now I'm alone.
Did he say hello to me because he felt bad? Or because it was awkward?

I knew I shouldn't have come, I knew it would end up like this.

I spent the entire dance sitting in the corner, watching my classmates dance and have fun, I don't know where they went.

I decided to go home.

I'll go to the bathroom, then I'll go home, hopefully my bike is undisturbed.

I walked up the few stairs to get to the bathrooms and pushed the door open to the boys bathroom.
To my surprise, I pushed down a trash can when I opened the door.
Who put the trash can in front of the door?

My question was answered almost instantly when I looked up, meeting eyes with Jonny and Craig.
Jonny was obviously pushed towards the wall, looking afraid, nervous.
Craig look shocked.

Just the way they did when I caught them kissing the first time.

It was obvious that they had been doing something.
Probably just making out.

We're in eighth grade and they're already making out in the bathroom?
What if it wasn't me that opened the door? What if it was Danny?
He would tell everyone and then kill them.

"What?" Craig asked, as if I interrupted something very very important.
"You wanna join or something?" He scoffed, causing me to quickly shake my head before meeting eyes with a very afraid Jonny and closing the door.

Forget peeing, I'll be fine.
*End of Flashback*
(Vic's POV)

"I'm going to run to the bathroom real quick" Mr.Quinn said as I took a seat in his room.
Should I call him Mr.Quinn or Kellin?
Maybe I'll just go with Kellin so it doesn't sound so formal.

I nodded at him as he left me alone, shutting his door.

I noticed the folder on the table in front of me. I could also clearly see that my name was printed on the side.

What do you contain?
Do you hold the secret I can't mention to him? Has he guessed it?
What has he written about me?

I slid it towards me, wondering if I should open it.

Should I?

I did.

Vic Fuentes
Sex: male
Gender: male
Age: 22
Job: bookstore
Reason for attending: loneliness, anxiety? PTSD?

-Isn't close with family anymore.
-lives alone.
-No friends.
-A brother- somewhat close.
-FISH
-anxious
-possible signs of PTSD.

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