The Sinner (kellic)

chapter 7

The next day I'm awaken way too early by someone shaking my shoulder roughly. I groan and pull away from them, throwing the cover over my face. I stayed up late last night, apologizing profusely to Alan, who is considerably pissed that I bailed out for the second time. I also got a call from Austin, Alan's boyfriend, and my supplier. He has a few thing he wants me to sell, and telling that man no is never a good idea. To say I have a lot on my plate right now is an understatement and the asshole trying to waking me up is not helping.

"Go away." I groan when the shaking persists. I hear the jerk giggle. I throw the blanket off my face and glare at a clearly amused kellin.

"Why do you hate me?" I sigh. He's already dressed in his usual preppy attire but his hair remained uncombed and I can see the sleep still around his eyes. He yawns and stretched his arms, causing his little sweater to raise slightly and I catch a glimpse of smooth cream colored skin.

"You're in an awfully good mood for this horrible time of day." I comment turning away from I'm quickly. Please dear god, don't let me get turned on by a sliver of skin. That's so pathetic.

"I get to go to work today." Kellin shrugs.

"Well that's great." I mumble, throwing the blankets off me and swinging my legs over the side of the bed, preparing to get up. Kellin's cheeks turn bright red as he looks at me wide eyed. I'm confused for a moment until I remember that I'm in only my boxers.

"Oh-I uh, I'll let you get dressed." His eyes linger on me a little longer before he dashes out of the room. I smile to myself as I climb slowly out of bed and begin my search for clothes. I knew there was no way he's straight. As I'm getting ready I check the clock. 6 Am. This is ridiculous! With a heavy sigh I throw on a beanie before heading down stairs so that I can begin this terrible day that I already wish would end.

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At breakfast I hardly hear a word Lisa is saying, I'm having a hard enough time keeping my eyes open and getting a fork full of egg in my mouth. From what I gather from Lisa's one-sided conversation, I'll be at work for a horribly long time with Kellin, who will be my ride. Like always. Soon after that, both Lisa and the priest leave.

"Are you excited to start working at the Motel?" kellin asks as I drag my feet to the car. I roll my eyes at his enthusiasm and plop down in the car. I'm not a morning person at all.

"no." I answer shortly.

"Oh, well it's actually pretty nice. We get to help so many people." Kellin says, his smile dropping little.

"Stop being so good." I groan, slumping down in my seat. Next to kellin I'm basically trash. Well I guess next to anyone I'm trash but kellin makes it more obvious. He's so...kind. Well except when he's yelling at me for being a dick. Today is already off to a bad start.

When we get to the run down motel kellin goes over all my duties as the front desk manager. It's all stuff I'm not good at. Mainly being friendly. When you live on the street and have grown accustomed to people walking past you while your starving, you kind of start to hate the majority of humanity. Let's just say I'm not a friendly person when it comes to strangers.

Kellin is cleaning rooms today so he gives me weary look before saying goodbye and leaving me with the keys to the rooms and commanding me to put my ringer on my phone on loud so that he can periodically check up on me. When he finally leaves me alone I sigh and throw myself down on the spinney chair at the desk. I'm still tired as shit. And I still have a lot to do today besides this stupid job.

By noon I'm ready to jump off a bridge. There have only been like 5 people max come in and I've been sitting in the same place for hours. I hate sitting still. I hate not doing things. I'm about to go crazy when kellin shows back up.