Impossible Body Type (A Kellic)

02

Chapter dedicated tooooooo:
@Musictrash0426

Because I confused them they're really sweet 😱✨💕😜

Also...

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Have a good read my lovelies!!!

| Kellin's POV |

"You will be assigned page 38 for homework and I expect it to be completed before class tomorrow. You have the rest of this period to start on it, I suggest you use your time wisely." My teacher said and gave a pointed glare to the trouble makers in the back corner of the room.

I stared down at my open book and sighed. It was only second period and I was completely exhausted. I rubbed my tired eyes and grabbed a blank sheet of notebook paper out of my binder. I got a few of the problems done but the more I stared at the numbers the more they just ran together. I dropped my pencil and closed my eyes a moment.

Only two more periods Kellin, I told myself, well plus lunch. I hated lunch but the only upside was that I could take a peaceful thirty minute nap, or well at least try. I glanced back down at the problems and immediately decided there was no way I could work at the moment. I stared at the clock counting the seconds down, literally. It was something to occupy my time. I was up to 325 seconds now. Jesus, what was I doing with my life.

Thankfully the bell rang and I very slowly gathered my things so that way the room could clear out. As I walked past my teachers desk they stopped me.
"Kellin are you okay? You stared at the clock the last five minutes of class, you just seem off." Mr. Way said and leaned back in his seat.
"I'm fine-e, just r-really tir-red. I actually-ly planned on takin-ng a sm-mall nap dur-ring lunch...." I trailed off.
"Oh well you can use Frank's office if you want. It's got a couch that's quite comfortable." He said nonchalantly and I couldn't help the smirk that pulled at my lips. Mr. Way and Mr. Iero were the schools favorite teachers. They were a happy gay couple who just so happened to work at the same place and in no way shape or form disliked PDA. Of course they were popular among the students and staff as a matter of fact.

"No," he said and held his hands up." I don't know that for the reasons you're thinking of." He chuckled. "Frank has it in there just incase any of the students need a place to nap or if they feel more comfortable siting there." I nodded along as he explained, making a lot of sense since Mr. Iero was the guidance counselor.
"T-that's ok-kay. I'll j-jus-"
"Nonsense Kellin. Come on." He said and got up from his desk after grabbing a set of keys.

We walked down the hall in silence, the only noise being our feet hitting the tiled floors. We turned the corner to the guidance office and Mr. Way gently knocked before peeking his head in the doorway. I assumed no one was in there since he pushed the door opened wide and motioned me in.
"Hey babe, what's up?" Mr. Iero said and pecked his boyfriend on the cheek.
"Kellin here was feeling tired so I brought him in for a nap before lunch."
"That's totally okay. How're doing Kellin?" He said and smiled at me. His smile held so much more than what his boyfriend figured though.

I felt him examining me as he waited for me to speak. He knew just as much about me as my Dad did. He had been in charge of my therapy sessions about a year and a half ago. He had quit roughly a month or so after I stopped seeing him and got a position at this high school.
"I-I'm fin-ne." I said and tried, but failed, to control my stutter. He gave me a smile and nodded.
"Well I'm gonna take Gerard out for a quick lunch, a blanket and spare pillow are in the closest over there and there's snacks and drinks in the fridge. Help yourself." He said and I nodded sitting my stuff by the couch.
"T-thanks."

They both sent smiles my way and retreated out of the office room. I sighed and sat down on the couch. I tugged at the sleeves of my hoodie and took a minute to just relax myself. This room reminded me so much of Mr. Iero's old office, heck most of the paintings and tiny knickknacks were the same. It brung back bad memories and good memories.

I stood up, with a certain memory in mind, and searched the room. When I found what I was looking for a mix between a smile and a frown settled on my face. I picked up the round see-through glass heart. My fingers felt around and I found the deep crack that ran up the back of it. That day had been one of my worst.

Mr. Iero, well Frank as he told me to call him, had been talking to me for about an hour so far. He usually wasn't pushy but that day he was getting down to the nitty gritty. He was blunt and he was almost forcing me to talk. To tell him what I was thinking, what I thought about myself. Tears were streaming down my face and I was physically shaking. Everything had been bottled up and that was the day everything and anything came out.

I was so angry that I had picked up the heart and threw it at the wall while screaming out that I hated myself. Frank let me scream my heart out until I was curling in on myself and just crying. Once I was quiet he kneeled down in front of me and told me everything would be okay.

I shook my head at the thought of the memories and set the ornament back down in its place. I walked back over to the couch and shifted until I was comfortable. I had only twenty minutes left now and I was going to try and use it to my advantage.