The Bucket List (Kellic)

21. Graduation

-three weeks later-

It's been three weeks since I've last seen or talked to Vic and I honestly miss him so much. But I'm going to wait to see what he does tonight when he sees me. I feel kind of bad for ignoring his entire existence but I can't help it. I needed to get my feelings controlled and I think he did too.

I know I want Vic back but does he want me back? What if this time apart had him thinking he's better off without me? It probably did. He'll probably fully break up with me tonight. I hope not. I love him too much for him to do that. 

Right now I was getting my cap and gown on since I had to leave in about ten minutes. I decided that I wasn't going to wear a beanie tonight. I thought that since tonight was the last night I was really going to see any of these people, that I would go out with them seeing who I really am. 

And I am an eighteen year old with lung cancer who is fighting for his life. 

I've come to the conclusion that I'm going to try as hard as I can to live as long as possible. This past month, I have learned not to take your life for granted because you never know if you're going to wake up the next morning. 

"Kellin! We gotta go!" I hear my mom shout from downstairs. 

"Coming!" I shout back to her, taking one more quick look at myself in the mirror before rushing out of my room. 

When I reach the front door, my mom is standing there staring at me. Me being me, I got a little self conscious and looked down at the floor.

"I'm so proud of you." She whispers before pulling me into a bone crushing hug. I groan and pat her on the back.

"Thanks mom." I say with a laugh, prying myself from her motherly grip.

"Okay, okay. Let's go." She says, opening the door so that we can leave the house.

The ride to the school was, like always, really short and since my mom's the principle, we get to have a parking spot right in front of the school. 

There were already a few people here. Scanning the area, I see Dakota and Justin standing under a tree in the front of the school. 

"I'll see you later." I tell my mom before getting out of the car and going over to them. They noticed me before I got to them so they smiled and waved at me. 

"Hey Kellin. How have you been?" Dakota says as soon as I get to them.

"I've been okay." I tell them honestly. 

"And what about you and Vic?" Justin asks, getting straight to the point.

"Uh, I-I don't really know what's happening with us." I say sadly. 

"Oh, well, I hope you guys fix what's going on." He says, patting my back comfortingly. I nod my head, not really feel like answering him. 

After a few minutes of small talk, the girls show up and join into our conversation. 

I look at the time and notice there's only five minutes before we need to be seated and I still have yet to see a Fuentes anywhere. 

Sitting with all these people was just so surreal to me. Saying as I probably won't see some of these people again is kind of killing me. I've spent almost all of my life with these people. 

Since my last name started with a 'B', I had to sit pretty close to the front. I look back and catch a quick glimpse of the brown locks that I miss so much before looking away before he notices me.

The ceremony was very long and very boring. I was tired of people giving almost the exact same speeches. And, to my displeasure, nobody fell while getting their diploma. 

I'm just happy that I'm done with high school. It was rough but I was able to get through it and I'm proud that I was able to keep all of my friends and even make a few more. 

After the ceremony, I just kind of wanted to leave as soon as I could. But that seemed to be impossible because my mom kept making conversation with different people. 

"Kellin." I hear from behind. I spin around and was met with Vic standing there holding a stuffed bear, a bouquet of flowers, and balloons. 

"Vic." I answer, staring at him. 

"Um, congratulations." He says, awkwardly handing me the items in his hands. I reach out and take them from him, looking down at them. 

"Thanks. You too." I say back. This was getting super awkward really quick and I just kind of wanted to get away from this conversation. 

"I'm sorry." He blurts out. 

"What?" I ask, feeling surprised. 

"I'm sorry for being a bad boyfriend to you. I don't even know if you still want to be with me but I still want to be with you." He explains. I look up to meet his gaze and smile at him.

"Yes, I still want to be with you. You fucked up but I fucked up just as bad because I pushed you out of my life for almost a month." I tell him. 

"So, what now?" I ask him. 

"I don't know." He shrugs. 

"Let's get away." I say.

"What do you mean?" He asks.

"Let's go on a road trip. Take me to your home town." I tell him, hoping he would say yes. 

"Okay, okay. Yeah. We can do that. I'll pick you up tomorrow and we'll go on a road trip." He agrees. He's about to walk away but I grab his wrist and kiss his cheek before walking away myself.

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THAT WAS SO BAD AND SUPER SHORT. I'M TRYING BUT HAPPY THANKSGIVING.