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Homecoming

I'm Coming Home

I walk into the house and instantly feel smothered with what some would call love. I know I did something bad but I felt it was the right decision at the time. Now I have to go to a psychiatrist twice a week for a while to make sure I won’t do it again. I guess coming back to Baltimore has made me realize that I am part of the miserableness I have felt for so long. On the plus side since I woke up my parents have been civil with each other.
When I walk in I see all of the guys from All Time Low, Connor, his brothers, and other friends I made at school so far to welcome me. I don’t think I have ever felt so special in my entire life. There was a welcome home sign with Happy Belated Birthday written underneath it.
“Oh my gosh you guys! You didn’t have to do this,” I said with tears coming to my eyes.
Connor walks up to me and say, “sure we did pretty girl. We wanted to show you how much we care about you,” and then he kissed my head.
The party began after I greeted every person who came and it continued throughout the night until the early hours of the morning. My parents got VERY drunk during this celebration and went off somewhere to do who knows what and my grandparents left for a mini vacation about midnight. This left me alone with Connor to clean up the mess yet again.
As we are cleaning I slip and say, “I guess some things will never change in my life,” half heartedly if may add.
“What do you mean?”
“My parents acting like teenagers wherever they go, my grandparents just leaving, and me being stuck cleaning up the mess they leave behind,” I reply with a smirk.
“But this time you have someone to lean on when it comes to cleaning up a mess silly,” he says as he nudges me.
“I guess I can live with that,” I answer as I pick up a red solo cup from the deck.
We continue to clean for the next hour in silence and I sometimes catch him staring at me in the process. I can honestly say everytime I see him from the corner of my eye I can feel the butterflies erupt in my stomach yet again. These feelings are getting a little old, however, because I know my parents would never allow me to date a 20 year old especially since I just tried to commit suicide a week ago.

Today I go back to school. I took a couple more days off of school after I got home just to get situated again. I also moved out of my grandparents’ place and back into my dad’s house. It has been one of the best decisions I have made in a very long time. My dad gives me a little more freedom than he did before; I think he finally realized that I am not a little kid anymore.
I walk into the school and to my locker. When I get there I see Connor standing there waiting for me.
“What are you doing here?” I say trying not to smile.
“I’m making sure you go to class,” he replies sticking his tongue. This causes me to roll my eyes.
“Of course I’m going to class, I want to keep my electronics in my life!” I answer hitting him in the chest.
“Well let me walk you to English still then I will go do my job.”
“Fine,” I say as I shut my locker. I must say I am quite excited to get out of the house. This is a first for me I think since I’ve started school at 5 years old.
When we get to my classroom Connor leans into my ear and whispers, “meet me at my car after school, we are going on a date.” He then walks away.
I decide to text my dad right away telling him I am going to a friends to catch up on schoolwork and will be late home today. He replies more quickly than I expect him to:
Okay sweetheart have fun. Remember be home by 7 since I go on tour tomorrow and we need to set up the rules for the month and since your mom leaves at 9!
The rest of the day goes by fairly quickly and before I know it the final bell is ringing for the day. I skip to my locker and then make my way (school bags and all) to the staff parking lot to meet Connor.
“Took you long enough beautiful,” Connor says when I get to his car.
“I had to go get my books since I am supposed to be ‘studying’ with a friend this afternoon,” I reply. “So where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise. Close your eyes Ms. Gaskarth.”
“Uh, okay,” I answer VERY confused.
Connor ended up taking me through historic Baltimore via a tandem bike ride. Then at sunset we sat on a bench at the harbor. It was super romantic. That is when Connor leaned over, grabbed my chin and passionately kissed me.
“Be my girlfriend Kennadee.”
“What?”
“Haha, you heard me. Be my girlfriend.”
I then jumped him, “I thought you’d never ask!”
After this occurred we headed back to the bike rental area and he brought me home.
I walk in the door and see my parents on the couch together, at 7pm no doubt, without their clothes on.
“Oh my god!” is all I could get out of my mouth. I just stood in the doorway stunned.
“SHIT!” they reply at the same time.
“What the hell! Mom you’re married!”
“Kenna it’s not what it looks like.”
“Not what it looks like? You are on the couch with my father NAKED!” I then go and lock myself in my room. I do not want to look at them right now.

Comments

Loving this story so much! <3
Uh-oh...
ChelseaZM ChelseaZM
4/27/13
oh shit
samlovesmusic samlovesmusic
4/24/13
I'm so glad Alex dumped his wife but if theres going to be a fight between him and Kennadee then I'll be excited!
@mkelly
I've always enjoyed fanfictions that have a dad in a band so I'm hooked no matter where you bring this story, bipolar or not bipolar.