Falling For The Help [A Kellic]

22 {Final}

Okay guys I'm impatient. I was gonna wait the whole week to post this BUT I CANT! Sooooo this is the final chapter of Falling For The Help. I had a great time writing it and I Hope you all enjoyed it as well! This story seemed to end before I could even wrap my head around it lol. Before I knew it, just like I'm all my other stories, the end was in sight.

I want to thank all you lovely little creatures for reading and commenting and voting it really means the world to me ☺️☺️☺️ you all are so amazing 💕

Anyway here is the last chapter and I hope you enjoy!

Kellin's POV

Vic dropped me off at the same spot he picked me up at this morning. He gave me a long kiss before heading back towards town. We figured it would be too suspicious if we both turned up at the same time. I took my time walking back, I was in absolutely no hurry to get back home. Home meant dealing with my mother. I could only hope that she was out at some lunch or shopping with friends.

I walked up the long driveway and sighed as I opened the door. The house was really quiet, almost like it was waiting for something to happen. The living room was deserted and so was the kitchen. I slipped off my shoes before grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and quickly gulped down half of it. I stood there a few minutes before sitting my half empty bottle back in the fridge and going up to my room.

It felt so lonely without Vic. I didn't have anyone to cuddle into or talk aimlessly too. I fell back on my bed and pretty soon I was asleep.

I felt someone hitting my arm and I grumbled at them to go away before turning over and pulling the covers over my head.
"Kellin get up now we need to talk." I heard the dreaded voice of my mother say.
"Can it wait?" I whined.
"No. Get up now." She demanded. I sat up in my bed and looked at her. She had a smug smile on her face and I didn't like it one bit.
"What do you want?" I said wth a yawn.
"Come downstairs. Your Father and I will be waiting." She said simply and turned on her heels to walk out the door. I rubbed my eyes and fell back on the bed for a moment. If Dad was involved it had to be something serious.

I gave myself a few more minutes before finally climbing out of bed. I stretched my arms back hearing a satisfying crunch and then made my way down the stairs. My Mom and Dad both sat on one couch in silence. I took a seat across from them and cleared my dry throat.
"So what's going on?" I asked.
"You lied to me Kellin." My Mom said.
"About what?"
"About your little infatuation with our little handy man."
"I don't know what you're talking about." I denied.

She threw me another smirk and plopped a folder down on the table. She gestured for me to open it and my heart sank at the sight. There were pictures of me and Vic. All kinds. There were snapshots of us kissing in his bedroom, us holding hands, and even us....

"What the hell!?" I screamed.
"Lower your voice in my house boy." My Dad said in a hard tone. The first thing I've heard him say since I got down here. I stared at them both in disbelief.
"Hand your phone over." My Dad said quietly.
"What? Why?"
"Just do it. Unlock it also. If you don't I'll just send for the phone records."
"Now Kellin." My Mom chimed in. I pulled it from my pocket and unlocked it before sliding it across the table to my Dad. He picked it up and I saw him hit the messages button. He spent a few minutes reading through the texts and he sighed as he sat the phone down.

The room was silent and I didn't like it one bit.
"Kellin," my Dad started. "You know I don't carebone bit that you're gay or that you are in a relationship, you know that right?" I nodded my head. "But this," he pointed out back towards the guest house and then to me. "Can't go on anymore."
"Dad you don't mean that."
"Kellin he is twenty-five years old, almost twenty-six. You are nineteen, you're still a kid. He's a grown man. I'm sure Vic is lovely," that comment caused him a kick to the shin from my mother. "But it ca-"