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Matt
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Powdered donuts are the best invention ever. Even at 4:42am I still fuck with these heavy. I've ate more donuts then dollars in the government I need to stop.

My alarm blared, as the clock stroke 5:00am, making Carter jump out of his skin into the floor.

He put his hands over his head and crouched with his knees to his chest like my alarm was gonna hurt him. "How cute," I laughed turning off the speaker.

"It's okay now, the song can't hurt you."

He stood up and ran his shaky hand threw his hair. "W-why is your alarm s-so loud? And who wants to wake up to r-rap music at- 5 in the morning?!"

"It's the only thing that wakes me up," I shrugged. "Why do you get up so early? School doesn't start till 8."

"I usually take showers in the morning, so I'll be more awake," I said, grabbing a towel off my dresser. "You can go back to sleep if you want."

"Or you could fix my morning wood."

"Woah take it easy, Carter. My mom might be home."

"So? She seems understanding, and I want my dick sucked in an immediate manner." He said, crossing his arms. "Well a guy is coming to mow the lawn in a couple hours, maybe he can.. and my mom used to be a stripper so-"

"I meant from you," Carter says, cutting me off "but your mom is kind of hot so she's an eligible candidate as well but I'd prefer you to-"

"Don't call my mom hot; I am.. disgusted." I said, putting a hand on my chest. "You look like her."

"So I look like a girl?"
"You do kinda.. like your face and body."
"Whatever I'm going to take a bath."

I walked into my bathroom and started the water, pouring strawberry bubble bath into the stream of hot running water.

It's still dark outside, I'm glad I have this big ass unnecessary window to remind me.

I stripped off all my clothes and stood in front of my full body mirror.

Goddamn my body is gross.

Goddamn I have a small penis

Goddamn I say goddamn too much

I guess I'm lucky I don't have a vagina.. those things are weird as hell. I was destine to be gay.

Ribs ribs ribs ribs.

When I lay down I look like a skeleton, note to self; don't lay on your back around Carter.

"Aye can I take a piss?" Carter asks, knocking on the door. "Hold on."

"Alright I'm gonna unlock the door but wait like 30 seconds after because I gotta get back in the tub." I say not wanting him to see me naked.

"I've seen you naked before."

I unlocked the door and quickly slipped into the scalding hot water.

The water burned my skin, but I stayed under water as Carter walked through the door eyeing me.

"You can't see anything, pervert." I joked, grabbing my soap and putting it on my loofa.

"Fuck bubbles." he mumbled, facing the toilet. I heard the sound of his pee streaming into the toilet, causing me to giggle a bit.

"Bitch, fuck off don't act like you've never pissed before."

"Don't yell at me, goddamn."

He put down the toilet lids and sat with his knees to his chest watching me intently. "You need something?" I asked, bucking up at him.

"No, I just wanted to see some ass or something."

"Goodness, what ass?"

"Pssht shiiiit you got cake for days-"

"Speaking of cake, go down stairs and get me some cake. It's on the counter in that pink box."

"Ight."

I washed as much as I could while he was down stairs, so he wouldn't see me naked and played with my soapy hair.

What the fuck is taking him so long? I'm wilting.

5:37am

I styled and spiked my hair with the shampoo in it like a child, patiently waiting for Carter.

He walked in a few minutes later holding the entire box of cake. "Sorry it took me so long, your mom sucked me off."

"No she didn't." I say, hastily taking the box from him. "She told me I was hot though."

"That's more like it."

He sat back down on the toilet lid as I let the box float in the water.

I love cake holy shit.

"Who eats cake in the bathtub?"

"I do, fuck you" I said, my mouth full. I took a few bites before I got full and sat it behind the faucet.

"Hand me that towel." I said, pointing to the striped orange cloth sitting on top of the counter.

He handed me the towel and I wrapped it loosely around my waist, grabbing my phone off the side of the tub.

He followed me into my room and sat in the floor, watching me begin to get dressed.

My phone buzzed and I looked down to see I had a text from 'Jack Gilinsky 😍'

that fucker needs to keep his hands off my phone.

'Next time I get you in bed I'm going straight for your thighs like the cake you ate xx'

"Carter did you just text me?" I asked. "No. I don't even know where my phone is I'll have to find it."

"Look at this." I say, handing Carter my phone. He furrowed his eye brows together and looked at the message with confusion.

"How does he know you ate cake?"

"Hell if I know!"

Carter pressed a button on my phone and put it on speaker.

Good morning, Carter

how'd you know this is Carter? It's Matt's phone.

I have my ways

You were watching Matt take a bath, that's an invasion of privacy we could call the cops G this isn't funny.

It's not gonna be funny when I take Matt from you, I'll fucking kill him if you don't give me what I want

What the fuck is wrong with you? That was like 10 fucking years ago! I swear to god I will call the fucking police.

*chuckle* I wish you'd call the police, I fucking wish you would call them so I can tell them about your boy sniffing those lines while you were asleep.

Carter quickly hung up and sat my phone on the bed, glaring at me.

"What lines is he talking about?" He asked, his voice stern.

LETS FOCUS ON HOW HES BEEN SPYING ON ME!

"I haven't done cocaine in like two weeks, I swear Carter!"

"Don't lie to me I knew I saw powder on your shirt this morning, Matt I thought you said you were done!"

"I AM DONE HE'S LYING DON'T LISTEN TO HIM!"

"If you're not even gonna try then fuck this!" He growled grabbing his phone and walking down the stairs.

I heard the front door shut and I sat on my bed, still wrapped in a towel and began to cry.

As soon as I start to get my life in order Jack has to ruin it for me.

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poor baby :(

fuck jack rn holy shit

ily guys

byeeee

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