Somewhere In Neverland ~Flykarth~

Chapter 20

A/N: Ok so this is kinda more of a filler sorry if it's a bit crappy. Anyway I hope you like it, vote, comment etc. Much love xox

  Only seeing Matt at school was harder then I thought it would be, especially when the weekend rolled around and I'd have to go right through from three PM Friday right til eight thirty Monday morning. Of course we'd text, but we had to be careful with how often we text and what we text. Yes, there's nothing stopping me deleting messages, but then we'd be running the risk of it looking like we've been deleting messages, because certain things may not make sense, or they'll be gaps. It sucked, but it was a lot better then not being together at all, I found small comfort in knowing he was mine again. We just couldn't think how we could get around my parents. My parents, especially my dad had me on pretty much twenty four seven surveillance, even when Kellin came over the other night, he insisted we kept the door open and would randomly stick his head in. Oh, yeah and my therapy started, that really sucked. Therapy was just about every kids nightmare, people telling you that you needed help, when all you really wanted was a hug. When all I wanted was to be happy with Matt. I hated talking through my issues with some total stranger. Ok, technically Mr. Carlile was a total stranger at first, but he straight away made you feel comfortable, didn't act like some counsellor, but this woman I was seeing. She'd sit there in her suit, looking all official, trying to psychoanalyze me. Saying how I clearly never grieved properly for my brother, saying how I've 'shut myself off' because I never learnt to 'deal with it'. She seems to think if she can get me to 'grieve properly' I'll be fixed. Thing is, I did grieve properly, I went through the whole seven stages, and while yes the thought of it still upset me, I wasn't stuck in grief. I mean seriously come on, your brother dies, of course you're never going to totally get over it, especially when it was only three, nearly four years ago. Mr. Carlile had told me how he lost his mum when he was seventeen, now he was twenty one and he said even he still has times he misses her, cries about it. And he lost her, not long after I'd lost my brother, so he understood, but this woman she just didn't. She was doing and saying everything from a book...yeah well sorry I didn't get the memo saying I what I had to feel, when I had to feel it and why. 
On the plus side of things, my wrist had now healed and I was able to play guitar again, that felt good, and it helped.
"Umm, Isobel, Peter, is it ok if Alex comes to this Halloween party I'm having Saturday?" Kellin asked as we where sat eating dinner.
"I don't know..." My dad kept his face straight.
"Oh come on Peter, the point of sending Alex to school was so he could make friends. He's done everything we've asked, stuck to the rules, stayed away from that Matt boy, I think we can allow a couple of hours of freedom for Halloween." My mum sighed.
"Who will be there?" My dad looked to Kellin.
"Just me, a couple of kids in our class, my older sister, her boyfriend and my cousin. It's nothing big, just going to be a few scary movies, that's all."
"Where will your Aunt be?" My dad rasied an eyebrow.
"She's having to work a night shift, so my sister will be in charge with her boyfriend, she's twenty and he's twenty three. I-I can give you her number if you want to talk to her?"
"Hmmm, no...ok you can go Lex, but, I drive you there and I pick you up, understood?"
I was slightly confused, Kellin hadn't mentioned anything about this, but I was just glad to have a little freedom for the first time in three weeks. "Yeah, thank you."
"And if I find out this has been..."
"Peter, I think we should trust Alex this time, and if he brakes our trust then, we just know for next time won't we?"
"Hmmm, I guess you're right, but I mean it Alexander! You get this one chance." My dad warned.
"Ok, I got it." I nodded, not looking up from my dinner plate.
"Good, what time Kellin?"
"About seven until, whenever."
"Ok, I'll drop him off at seven and I'll pick him up at ten."
"Sounds good." Kellin nodded.
"Right, you two done with your dinner?" My mum stood up, changing the subject.
"Yes, thank you, it was lovely." Kellin smiled.
"Yeah, thanks mum." I looked up and gave him a small smile.
"Oh, it's not a problem, now go finish your school work before I have to take Kellin home." She smiled sweetly and me and Kellin headed upstairs.