Night Sky {Kellic}

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

It was Sunday night and my mom and I just sat in the living room watching some rented movie and eating some ordered pizza. I hadn't been able to see her since I left the party so right now we were just chillin'.

"So how was that party of yours?" She asked. It was funny because the first thing she said to me when she came back from work was 'oh wow, you're not dead'. It was a bit dumb actually.

Last night I got home at a little over one a.m., maybe nearing 2 a.m. Not too bad I could say. The party was still very upbeat and everything as we left but Jaime had probably a little too much to drink. He ended up puking all over one of Austin's couches so we thought it was better to just leave.

I could tell Vic was kind of relived we had to leave though. Even though I wasn't trying to be like a creep or anything, I could see girls try to flirt with him. Clearly he was not interested and was actually a big asshole. Something about that side of him made me smile though.

Vic and I hadn't really talked much after my little 'staring' incident which I didn't really mind. The car ride home was silent and slightly uncomfortable. Mike was wasted as hell too so he sat with Jaime behind which meant I had to ride shotgun. It was so hard to keep still in my seat because I could feel quick glances from him. If we were at a red light, he would look at me and then just turn away. Even if he was driving he would still sneak glances at me. I wonder if he thought I noticed because I certainly did.

"It was actually better than the other one."

"Did you make new friends?" She said which kind of made me feel like a child.

"Well, acquaintances."

"You have to start from somewhere, right?" She said making me nod. "And how about that Vic guy? Have you talked to him?"

I hadn't told mom what had happened when we were at their house. It just didn't feel like the right time to tell her since it was late and she had work early in the morning. And for the rest of the week she just seemed too busy to even be bothered by me.

"Well actually I talked with him when we were over at their home," I said making her raise her eyebrows. "You can say we kind of sorted things out. I mean, not really but now I know he doesn't like hate me or whatever."

"I knew from the start he didn't hate you, darling." She said making me roll my eyes.

"But he never gave me the reason as to why he acted like the way he did. He tried to avoid the subject but I kept pushing him into telling me. Did I get what I wanted, though? Nope. We just argued and eventually gave up."

"Wow, what a strange boy," she said. "But he still seems very nice and polite."

Yeah, polite around his family but not around others.

"Hm, right." I said sarcastically with an eye roll.

"And he's a very handsome lad too."

Okay, this was getting weird now. I don't want to think about Vic in that way.

"And we'll call that a night," I said quickly standing up before the conversation could lead to something else.

"What did I say?" My mom asked but all I did was shake my head at her.

As soon as I got to my room, I got under the covers surprisingly pretty sleepy. I mean, it's not like I sleep a whole lot anyways.

This week had been pretty surprising and changing in all honesty. So much has happened that I guess it can get overwhelming. I just want to let it out to someone but who in the world can I speak to? If I spoke to mom she would eventually say something random like a while ago or it would be just too weird. Most of the time she wasn't even home so it wasn't possible anyways.