Atelophobia (Kellic)

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Please, wait for the story to end before you judge me. Even if you think you know everything you have to know to make yourself a picture of the situation, the smallest piece can make a difference. I admit looking back, I would do a lot of things in a different way. But to be fair on my past self, I didn't know how. Or even why. It never crossed my mind that I was capable of making any mistakes. But I guess you are always smarter at the end, aren't you?

I would say the moment my life began to change was the night of the concert.

I've waited quite a while for this evening, doing some extra shifts for the ticket. My excitement was bubbling in the pit of my stomach, anticipating what the night would bring. I checked the time, noting that it was still a few minutes until we were allowed to get in, so I decided to pass the time with my phone. At least until I heard someone call my name. I looked around, slightly confused. I knew for sure that my friends weren't here. I couldn't see any familiar face so I shrugged it off, directing my attention back to my phone. It didn't take long until I heard my name again. Louder than before. My head shot up, searching for the source of the voice. This time I looked into a semi familiar face. He was standing just a few feet in front of me. He had put a beanie, despite the warm weather, over his shoulder long brown hair and smiled at me. I didn't smile back.

I didn't know who he was, I may have seen him in school a couple times, but I surely didn't know his name, and it confused me that he knew mine.

"Hey, Kellin. What are you doing here?" His smile was contagious, I had to admit, and if it wasn't for my guard that was up, in case someone was trying to make a sick joke, I probably would have smiled back. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and looked around.

"I'm standing in line." I stated the obvious. "Why, what are you doing here?"

My attention turned to the boy standing behind him as he started to chuckle. He was a little taller than the other one.

"That was a stupid question, you are right. I'm sorry."

"Don't you say!" The taller one got a light hit in the chest for his remark, making him roll his eyes.

"Shut it, Mike!"

Mike, apparently, started grinning in a mocking way. "Whatever you say, big brother." His voice was teasing as well, the way pretty much only siblings could talk to each other. I was way too familiar with that tone and the annoyed expression on the shorter ones face, causing me to chuckle a little.

"Big brother?"

Mike's grin was directed exactly towards me, raising his eyebrows as he began to speak. "Shocking, I know. Unfortunately, our little Vici over here-" He pointed with his thumb towards the boy, who glared at his 'little' brother. "didn't seem to have the luck to get our fathers genes. But at least he got our mothers soft eyes!"

"This joke will never get old, will it Mikey?" He shook his head and took a deep breath in, before he looked back at me. His smile returned.  "I'm guessing you are an AC/DC fan then?"

I ignored the fact that the answer to his question was rather obvious as well, and I tried to relax, smiling back. They were nice enough for now. "Yes, it's my first time seeing them live."

His eyes lit up with excitement. "Really? You're in for a treat then, I've seen them last year, they are amazing."

On clue, the line started to move forward as the first people were allowed into the giant concert hall. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my anxiety so it wouldn't ruin my excitement. We started moving along in silence. After our tickets were checked and we were let in, I smiled awkwardly at the brothers. "Well, it was nice seeing you, have a fun night." I was about to turn away, making my way further into the hall, but I heard my name again. I turned around, raising my eyebrows, waiting for the short one, I still hadn't figured out his name, to go on.