The Model's Assistant

The Model's Assistant Ch. 11

Continuing the previous chapter...
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Later that night Kevin paced aimlessly around his living room. He wasn't sure why, but something felt off. He tried to think of what it could have been, but nothing came to mind. Linda wasn't up to anything, yet. Nick was to stupid to even bother to try anything. Plus, he was probably to busy being pampered because of the black eye, rich bastard. As far as Edd goes, nothing seemed to wrong. Though the brunette acted a little strange back at the studio, there were no red flags that indicated for Kevin to worry. So what was it?

The redhead groaned in frustration, falling back onto the couch. Was there a test coming up that he forgot to study for? An up coming game? No way, though at the moment it would seem the redhead lost his mind, he'd never forget about a football game.

"It's probably nothing." Kevin finally gave and rested his head on the couch.

"What's nothing dear?"

At that moment Kevin's mother was just walking through the front door. Judging by the amount of bags in her arms, Kevin guessed she was out doing groceries. He got up to help and closed the door behind them.

"It's nothing, just a weird feeling," the redhead responded.

"Doesn't sound like nothing, is everything alright?"

Kevin nodded and placed the bags on the kitchen counter. Emptying them out, a different feeling hit him. The question he had been avoiding came to mind and he pondered it for a moment, 'Should I tell her?' He watched his mother put away the groceries. 'I can't avoid it forever,' he thought. Making up his mind, Kevin took a deep breath.

"Actually mom... there is something I've been wanting to talk to you about."

Kevin's mother stopped moving about the kitchen and looked at her son. "What is it hon?"

The redhead bit his lip, 'No turning back now.'

"Mom I... I think I might be gay," Kevin finally said.

There was no response. Kevin's mother just stood there, eyes locked onto her sons. A knot formed in the redheads stomach. He had thought of all the possible ways this could end. Almost none were good. But that's because Kevin never had to deal with this kind of problem until now.

A few more minutes of silence passed before Kevin's mother finally spoke.

"So, when do I get to meet him?," she asked.

"What?" That was not the response he was expecting.

"When do I get to meet him?," his mother repeated.

"You're not angry? Or hate me?"

Kevin's mothers eyes widened. She walked over and hugged her son tight, he hugged back.

"Honey I could never hate you. Why on earth would you think that? I'll admit, I'm a little shocked. And it will take me time to adjust. But what's most important to me is that you are happy."

Kevin couldn't help the tears pooling in his eye. All the worrying, the constant inner batter and all the fear he had, was finally gone. Yea, crying in his mother's arms like a child was embarrassing. But Kevin didn't care. They stayed like that for a while longer before separating.

"I love you Kevin and don't you ever think otherwise," Kevin's mom spoke, kissing her son on the forehead.

"I love you too mom." the redhead responded, whipping his face.

"Go wash your face while I put the rest of these way."

Kevin did as he was told, giving his mom one last bear hug before going upstairs. Eventually Kevin's father made it home and they had a sit down with him. His father was equally as shock as his mother, but was proud of him for owning up to his fears. He did, however, have one question for the redhead. "You're not quitting football are you?" Kevin only laughed and shook his head.