KELLINS POV: *A FEW DAYS LATER*
I was woken up to my mother shouting my name. She sounded angry but I couldn't care less about her worries. As for my dad, he's not even my real father, he's my step-dad. Why do I need to respect him?
"Ugh, Shut Up!" I shouted loud enough for her to hear me, "I hear you! god, your voice is more fucking annoying than the fire alarm!"
"Get down here now!" she demanded and I rolled my eyes.
I pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt then went downstairs. I sighed and made my way to the kitchen island where they were sitting. I walked past them and went to the fridge, grabbing the milk and then grabbing some cereal from the cabinet.
"Kellin, we've been calling you for thirty minutes now. We aren't mad, or angry, although it sounded like that. I was just irritated by how deep of a sleeper you are," she laughed along with dad.
"What did you need me for then?" I asked.
"Because Kellin, we needed to congratulate you on your grades. You have all A's and the teacher said that it's a big improvement from the last marking period," my mom smiled.
"Well, thank you. But, I don't feel my grades are worth gawking over," I chuckled and took a spoonful of cereal.
"Well, if you want anything just come ask us. If you keep up this good work then we might even give you your credit card back," she smirked and my eyes went wide.
They took my credit card away last month because I went way too overboard with spending. I've been dying to get my card back from them and I finally have a chance.
I honestly didn't know how I aced all my classes. I don't pay attention in half of them. I'll be in tune for like ten minutes but then zone out the rest of the time.
"Hey, maybe the adhd isn't effecting me as much as it used to," I had a bit of faith.
"Maybe," my mother said and walked out the house with my father.
I was diagnosed with adhd when I was little. They first noticed it when I couldn't stay still for doctors appointments and I couldn't focus in class. And when I was very impulsive. So my parents finally asked about it and then I was diagnosed. I was put on meds for a lot of my life, but recently stopped taking them.
"Hey," I heard Mike greet in a tired tone.
"Sup," I smiled as I took another spoonful of cereal.
"I was up all last night," he admitted as he grabbed some cereal and milk along with a bowl.
"Why?" I asked.
"I kept hearing weird noises, I don't know. It was fucking weird though, that's for sure," he chuckled a bit.
"Hm, I didn't hear anything. It might just have been people from outside," I shrugged.
"It couldn't have been, cause it was sp clear. I honestly don't know what the fuck it was," he brushed it off.
"Well, hopefully it doesn't happen again tomorrow, your grade is having a test," I told him and he nodded.
I finished my bowl of cereal and washed my dish, for the first time. I didn't know what got into me but for some reason I felt more encouraged than usual. But this could just be me being hyper and feeling energetic. But whatever it is, its making everyone happier with me.
While I walked up the stairs and made it to the hallway, I found Vic who was coming out of his room. His head was hung low and he seemed like a mess.
"Hey Vic," I greeted.
He ignored me and carried on, going downstairs. I brushed it off and went into my room, grabbing my phone and inviting Jenna and Justin over. I wanted to be around people today. Today was just a positive day for me, I guess.
They both agreed to come over and I began to get ready. I took a quick and cold shower, then threw on a pair of skinny jeans, a white shirt and some sneakers. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled.
"Now to go brush my teeth," I smiled and went to my bathroom.
I grabbed my toothbrush and tried to turn on thw water, which didn't work. I groaned and then walked to Vics room, which was empty. I went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet. I brushed my teeth and right when i turned the faucet off, something caught my eye.
I looked in the trash a found a bloody razor. I frowned and put it in my pocket, i then searched Vics cabinets and whole bathroom quickly, finding any sharp object and taking it with me. I then searched his room and then left.
I put all the things I found in my closet and sighed.
Why the fuck would he ever do this?
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she finally updated the book, after having us waiting like two weeks, saying she was gonna update but never did, jeez
i know, i know, i took forever to update. i have no excuses, im sorry. but im trying to get back on track with my updating schedule... im trying to, i cant make any promises.
but anywayyyyy
thanks for so many veiws on my story, it means alot. this story has been growing quickly qith veiws and i just wanted to say thank you cause without you guys i wouldn't have the encouragement to keep updating my books :)
also im gonna start doing 'songs of the day' when i update if thats cool
love you all xoxo
song of the day: Institution by Kodak Black
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Spoiled | Kellic
Fanfiction"dont worry, dont cry, drink some vodka and you'll be fine" _________ Kellin Quinn, a cliché spoiled rich kid who gets what he wants when he wants it. He has a reputation of being greedy, hating the thought of sharing anything and loves treating hi...
