Chapter 15 ~ The Park

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It had been a few days since the incident at Kellin's house and he hadn't spoken to me once. He had completely blocked me out, it was almost as if we had gone back to how we were before. Not friends, not enemies, not anything. Even though I had most likely spent around a week with him I felt like I knew him inside out and that he would never leave but I guess that was an incorrect judgement because even though I held on tight to him he had to let go of my hand eventually. In all honesty I missed him. I missed his smile, the way he spoke, the way he flipped his hair out of his eyes. I just wanted him back.

Reminising over such short times made me feel like a complete and utter idiot so I pushed the thoughts away and concentrated on his voice as I walked to school. Kellin said he sang a little so he sent me a track of him and it was beautiful. I was actually wishing that Kellin could be giving me a piggy back, with my earphones in and volume on full. I carried on walking as I took in the lyrics 'Father, Father where have you been?'. He said he wrote the song himself which confused me because he had his Father but when I heard the lyrics for the first time they hit me like a ton of bricks because of the way my Father treated me. Maybe Kellin got the same treatment and just the thought of Kellin going through what I do hurt so much more.

I was so lost in the music that I only just about realised the man that was standing by the swings in the deserted play ground I always walked by, watching me. I felt uncomfortable under his gaze so I turned and faced the other way. My curiosity got the better of me and I cautiously looked behind me to get a better look at him but he was no longer there. Maybe I had been imagining things, it wouldn't be the first time but I was certain I had seen someone there.

After another few minutes of walking I made it to school. I didn't bother to look for any of my friends because it was most likely that they were already here and were busy talking to their own friends and I didn't want to interrupt any of them. So I carried on being a waste of space and walkerd towards my form room but was stopped dead in my tracks when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I wanted to see who it was but at the same time I didn't need to because I was positive that I already knew.

"What do you want, Kellin?" I asked, trying to sound mad at him for abandoning me for the last few days but anyone could see through the tone in my voice besides, all I really wanted to do was leap into his arms and never let him go. I would make him stay with me.

"Just to talk..," he said quietly and I could practially feel him lower his head and stare at his feet.

"If you wanted to talk then why talk now? You've had me completely confused and almost scared for the last few days, Kellin! Why only tell me now?" I asked, still not facing him and looking straight in front of me. I was aware that he still had his hand was still placed gently on my right shouler and I could feel his cool breath on the back of my neck.

He sighed before deciding to speak again, "Vic, I'm pretty sure that you don't mind skipping school today so let's go to the park and I'll explain.. everything." He hesitated before saying 'everything' and it was only just about audible.

I finally turned around to face him but was shocked when I looked into his eyes. He was trying to hide it but they were filled by nothing but sadness and sorrow and maybe regret. I tried to ignore it but it hurt to see the pain in his eyes and for the first time I considered that his life isn't as perfect as I may have thought but what hurt more was when I realised that there was always that hint of sadness in his beautiful eyes but I had failed to ever notice. I'd make those eyes happy, I would.

Then I thought about what he had just offered and immediately I thought about the man at the park, that's if there even was a man. I took his hand in my own and nodded and soon enough we were walking back out the doors of our school.

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