I've Been Saving Myself For You (Kellic)

Chapter 9

"So class, today, I want you to draw me the first thing that occurs to you when I say for example 'water'. I will give you 15 minutes for each word and you have to draw something. It doesn't have to be perfect, but try." I was sitting in my Art class, listening to Josh. He's actually pretty awesome teacher. I think that the wink he sent me on his first day here was some kind of misunderstanding.

"Alright, so the first word is 'weather'." He told us and I started working. I drew what was currently happening outside which means that I exteriorized the storm. I also added some rain drops and flash. Couple minutes later Josh told us another word and I continued working on that. The picture came out looking pretty good. Then he said another word and after that, my paper was almost full, including the storm, an octopus with headphones and I transformed the rain droplets into notes.

I really liked this lesson, it was really fun. It's like you have a chance to show who you are through your drawings. That's what I like about drawing, you can express yourself with just a pencil and a sheet of paper. So as I said, I was enjoying the lesson, well, at least until Josh spoke up again...

"Okay, time's up, we have time for one last word and the word is 'crash'." That one sentence was like a knife into my heart. That one fucking word brought back the day I wanted to never be remembered of ever again, the day my mom died a month ago. I desperately looked up to find out that Josh wasn't paying any attention to me at all. I could feel that my eyes were starting to fill with tears. I quickly stood up and walked over to Josh. He was sitting at his desk, reading some book, but looked up when he saw me.

"What's up, Kellin?" He asked.

"Uhm, c-can I go to toilet, please?" My voice broke at the end and sure as hell Josh noticed it too.

"Is something wrong, Kellin?" He asked me with a worried look just as one tear slipped out of my eye. I quickly wiped it off, but it was too late. He then stood up and told the class that the lesson's over and that we can leave. I was about to pack my things just as everyone else, but Josh stopped me. "You wait until everyone's out." I nodded and sat on my seat, avoiding Josh's gaze at all costs.

When everyone left, Josh walked over to me and sat on the seat next to mine. "So Kelllin, what's wrong?" He asked me and I could feel his glare boring into me, yet, I still didn't look at him when I said that everything's fine.

"Oh please, I can tell that something's up with you. Is someone bullying you? Or relationship troubles? Just tell me, Kellin. I'm here to help you." He said, but I still kept being quiet, he's not my psychologist or something. "Is it something with your parents?" He asked and then I completely and utterly lost it. I began crying and lay my head on the desk, burying my face in my folded arms. I then felt someone smoothing my back and sure enough it was Josh.

"Shh, it'll be alright, Kellin." He hushed and pulled me closer to him. I rested my head against his chest and cried, soaking his shirt with my tears. I was shaking violently as he wrapped his arms around my tiny frame. We stayed in that position until I stopped crying. I then pulled away, looking at him through tearful eyes and he was looking back at me. "So?" He lifted his eyebrow at me. "Will you tell me what happened? By your reaction I assume it is something with your parents." He said and my eyes were filling once again, but the tears never came.

I sighed and turned away from him, avoiding his gaze once again. "I-it's my mom. She, uhm, she was in a car crash, her car got hit by a truck and couple hours later after they trasported her into hospital, she died. It was a month ago. We weren't really close, but she was my mom and I really miss her." I said and looked down at my shoes.

"I didn't know that, I'm sorry." Josh said and I looked at him, he seemed like he was truly sorry.

"It's alright." I assured him. He smiled at me and opened his mouth to say something, but the bell decided to ring and I stormed out of that place before Josh got chance to speak up. It was nice of him that he cared, but it was still weird that I practically cried on his shoulder since he's my teacher. I don't need his pity or whatever.