Please Don't Take me Home

Vic left shortly after I said 'I love you' back.
He told me school was canceled again tomorrow which was good and bad.
It was good cause I didn't have to go to school and see Mike and Tony. But bad because my mom might try to kill me again.
I checked my watch for the time.
7:59 p.m
I stared at the ceiling until I heard the door slam shut down satires. I got up, opened my door and stuck my head out to see my mom carrying groceries into the house.
She bought food!
I walked out of the room and into the living, I was skeptical about why she had food since she hasn't fed me in weeks.
"Wh-wh-why did you b-b-buy food?" I asked leaning up against the wall as she put the food into the fridge.
"Social services are coming tomorrow, I have to make the house look good, or else they'll take you away." She didn't look up at me. "It't just a check in since your Dad died."
"B-b-but you don't like me? So wh-wh-why are making th-the house l-l-look good?" I questioned.
"So some nice couple won't have you ruin their lives." She slammed the door and looked at me.
I bit my lip, "Oh."
"They'll be here at 9 a.m so you better be up, fag." She walked to the front door "I'm going out, you better not have that Vic kid over tonight or I will slit your throat." She slammed the door
She probably would slit my throat.
I sighed and sat down on the couch and turned on the TV and watched whatever was on. I think it was some stupid cop show.
The door opened up and my mom walked in, she had only be gone 2 minutes.
"You're supposed to have a phone," She threw a small flip phone at me "It has my number only so far. If you break it motherfucker I will make sure you will drown next time."
I nodded, she left again.
When I heard the door shut I smiled down at the phone and put it in my pocket.
I watched TV for a few more hours until I felt tiered. It was about 11.
I walked to my room and laid down in the bed and fell asleep rather quickly.
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I sat on the couch in a black sweatshirt, a red shirt, black jeans, and one shoe, since I still had my cast on along with the nose bandage. The cut on my hand didn't look too bad.
My mom sat next to me in a dress that came below her knees, it had an annoying floral print on it that kind of hurt my eyes.
The social service lady stood in front of us, her name was Sara or something, and she looked very serous.
"So Ms.Quinn, how has Kellin been since we last stopped by?" She asked.
"Well Susan," He name was Susan, not Sara. "He's been great!"
Susan nodded "How have you been Kellin?"
"F-f-f-fine." I said.
The lady nodded again, "Do you mind if I ask you some questions, Kellin?"
I nodded.
"Okay, how old are you?"
"S-s-seventeen."
"Are you in a relationship right now?"
I bit my lip, Vic wasn't dating me because he was still with Jamie, but he did say he loved me, but Jamie told me to stay away from him...
"Kellin?" The lady said.
"Huh? Oh uh, no."
"Sexual orientation?"
I can't say gay. I can't say. I can't say gay!
"St-st-straight."
"Play an instrument or sing?"
"I can't s-s-s-sing and I used to pl-pl-play piano." My mom smiled when I said I couldn't sing.
"Okay last question," Susan said "Did you get a phone?"
"Y-y-yeah." I pulled it out of my back pocket, I showed it to her and put it back.
"Okay uh---" The doorbell rang.
"I'll g-g-get it." I got up and walked to the door and opened it slightly to see who it was.
Vic.
He had bad timing.
"Hi Kellin!" He said way to loud.
"Who is that Kellin?" Susan asked.
Vic looked at me confused.
"G-g-give me a second." I stepped outside I didn't shut the door all the way, so that meant everyone could here us inside.
"Who's at your house?" Vic asked.
"S-s-social service lady." Vic looked relived.
"Is she taking you away from your--" I covered his mouth with my hands.
"Sh-sh-she's not." I whispered. "My m-m-mom is trying to l-l-l-look good to so she co-co-co-could keep me."
"Why?" He said under my hand.
"So that a good fa-fa-family won't be stuck w-w-with the burden that is m-m-me." I whispered.
I honestly believe I'm a burden to everyone, I just bother people and get hurt.
I moved my hand away from Vic's mouth. He was frowning.
He put his arms around me and hugged me. He out his face on my shoulder and put mine on his.
"You're not a burden," he whispered "You're not, believe me."
"Ahem,"Susan said from the door, I let go of Vic and faced the door "Kellin bring him inside if it's gonna take this long."
I nodded and she went back inside.
"D-d-don't say anything bad about h-h-her, please, V-v-v-vic." I said.
He nodded and walked inside with me.
My mom tried not to look disgusted when she saw Vic walk in.
I sat down on the couch next to my mom and Vic sat next to me.
"What's your relationship with Kellin?"
"He's a fr-fr-friend of mine!" I said before Vic could say anything. He looked at me weird. I opened my eyes wider as a response. Vic nodded.
"Okay, I'm gonna walk around the house, Ms.Quinn, would you mind coming with me please?" Susan walked down the hall with my mom looking around.
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Susan left telling my mom she was fine and that I could live with her.
Which sucked.
Me and Vic were sitting on the couch, He was sitting up and I was laying down, resting my head on his thigh.
"I'm going out for some clients, and I won't be home till tomorrow." My mom said walking out of the door.
When the door shut Vic looked down at my face and smiled at me. I smiled back and yawned.
"You can take a nap if you want to Kellin." I nodded and shut my eyes.
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~-~10 yeas ago~-~
"Happy Birthday Kells!" My dad said putting the cake down on the table.
It was just me and him at my birthday party, which didn't really make it a party.
"Thanks dad!" I smiled.
"My boy's 7! You're getting so old Kells!" My dad said cutting a piece of cake for me.
"I'm not very old," I took the cake form him "yet."
He smiled and cut some cake for himself.
"Do you think Mommy will come?" I asked.
My dad frowned "No Kells, I'm sorry."
I shrugged "It's fine she's missing out," I put some cake in my mouth " 'cause this is good cake." I shove
My dad laughed and smiled a me " I love Kells."
I shoved more cake in my mouth. "I wuv you toooth dath."
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I rubbed my eyes and looked up to see that Vic was watching TV.
"Oh you're up!" He smiled "Do you want something to eat? It's like 8."
How long was I sleeping?
"No, I'm f-f-fine V-v-vic." I smiled.
Vic put his arm around me, I put my head on his shoulder.
Vic kissed me on my cheek and whispered in my ear, "I love you."