Diamonds & Why Men Buy Them | kellic (boyxboy)

Chapter 11

Kellin's POV

"Good morning, love."

I woke up to kiss on the side of my head. I was snuggled up closely to Vic, as the little spoon.

"Good morning." I spoke with my raspy morning voice.

Vic giggled at the sound of it. "How cute." He said.

"Ew. No it's not. I sound like a horse." I replied with an annoyed face.

"And what would be your horse name?" He asked, amused.

"Hmm," I thought. "Gabe." I told him.

"Whatever works." He replied with a laugh then rolled away from me, getting off of the bed.

"Where are you going?" I pouted.

"I gotta go to school, Hun. You don't have to go if you don't want to." He offered.

"No, I'll go." I said and got up.

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"I'm scared to go back in." I frowned.

We had just gotten home from school and I had done a well enough job of avoiding Vic's dad since his and Vic's argument last night.

"Your stuff is in there, you'll have to go back in eventually." Vic said.

"But your dad will probably kill me though." I continued to whine.

"He didn't kill you last time, did he?" He asked irritatedly.

"Almost." I mumbled under my breath.

"Ugh. Just go in or I'll put you back on the streets myself." He replied rudely, then quickly covered his mouth, realizing what he said.

"Are you fucking serious?" I asked him viciously. "Did you really just fucking say that?"

"Kellin, I'm sor-"

"No. Shut the fuck up." I interrupted and went inside the house.

Apparently, nobody was home. (Or so you thought ~Kells) I ran up to 'our' room and grabbed all my stuff, that was still packed. Of course my stupid boyfriend followed me up.

"What are you doing, Kel?" He asked sadly.

"I'm moving into the guest room. I'm obviously not wanted around here." I spoke with a sassy tone.

"Kellin, you know it's not like that." He replied.

"Oh whatever. Big whoop! You're not gonna lay next to me at night. I think your dad would like it better that way anyway." I said and stormed over to the guest room.

I swung open the door just to see Tony getting it in the ass by Mike.

"OMIGOD, EW!" I yelled at the sight.

I guess there was someone home.

I threw my stuff on the floor and ran away, slamming the door back shut.

But when I ran away, I ran right into Mr. Fuentes.

I put a quick, fake smile on my face and nervously laughed.

"G-Good afternoon, Mr. Fuentes." I greeted.

"What's so 'ew' about the guest room? You could be living under a bridge, where you belong." He replied disgustingly.

"Oh nothing, I just...um...I just saw a bug?" I said, questioning my own bad acting.

"Mhm. Sure." He suspicioned. "Where's Vic?"