Fast Times At Clairemont High

Chapter 17

Kellin's POV

When I left Vic's house I was petrified. I don't know how my dad will react to what I tell him. Maybe I'm just being over dramatic. It's probably just in my head. He's probably perfectly fine with his gay son.

I had all of those thoughts running through my head, all the way until I got home. The first thing I noticed was the fact that my moms car was gone. I knew my dad would still be here because he didn't start work until twelve.

I slowly walked inside of the house, feeling quite uneasy. After all, my dad didn't know I felt this way. "Uh dad? ...Are you here?" I yelled into the quiet house.

"I'm in the lounge!" he yelled back, making me jump slightly. Now was the time to spring how I felt onto him, so with that in mind, I slowly made my way into the lounge room. He was sitting on our three seater sofa so I went and sat next to him. On the TV I saw he was watching a recording of football.  I sighed and looked up at him. I had to do this now. Right now.

"Dad I need to tell you something and I need you to just hear me through," I said nervously. He looked up at me and raised his eyebrow. I took that as my queue to get started. "Since you found out I was gay you've been acting... I don't know, weird. you treat me like I'm your daughter when I'm still your son. I'm exactly the same as I was as a kid, I haven't changed one bit, being gay is just who I am, I can't help it, and I don't particularly won't to change that." I started rambling, and when I start rambling I can't stop, "I guess what I'm trying to say is, why? Why do you treat me different? Yes I have a boyfriend but if you got to know him you'd realise he makes me happy, he's a great guy. I just want to know why you won't accept me? Please tell me why?"

My dad looked up at me with sympathy written all over his face. "Son, I'm sorry, I, uh, I didn't mean to make you feel that way, honestly I didn't know I was affecting you like that. I'm trying to accept you, really, I am, I guess, just not that hard. You're still my son no matter what. I will always love you. To make it up to you, tonight bring your boyfriend over and I'll make sure he's good enough for you," he said, looking me directly in the eyes.

I was overjoyed, overwhelmed even. My eyes started to water but they were happy tears because he doesn't hate me. All I've ever wanted is to have his acceptance and now I finally have it. I couldn't help what I did next. I leaped over and engulfed him in a bone crushing hug that my mom is famous for giving. When I stopped hugging him I wiped off the few stray tears that had fallen.

"You better tell this boyfriend of yours I'd like to meet him, properly," dad said sternly, making me gulp. I have no clue what this dinner will be like and I'm hoping for Vic's sake that my dad likes him, because I plan to spend a long time with him, maybe even the rest of my life, but it's to soon to decide.