Skinny Latte|Kellic

Chapter 2

KELLIN'S POV
I jolted awake, sending a sharp pain through my ribs.
I gasped and winced in agony as I slowly pulled my self up.
I pulled my self out of bed, black suddenly clouding over my eyes.
I groaned and steadied myself, using the wall for balance.
I saw Gerard roll over in his sleep, making my heart pound in my chest, but calm when he snored lightly.
I hobbled over to the mirror and examined my stinging face.
I sighed when I saw my reflection, having a bad feeling that I'd ran out of concealer.
On my cheekbone, a deep purple bruise had come up, a cut along my swollen lips and a scratch on my forehead.
I pulled my shirt up, showing a large bruise spread over my ribs.
I gagged and pulled my shirt back down, not being able to look at the fat on my stomach for much longer.
"I did it because I love you Kells.' Gerard's voice cooed.
I turned around to see him stood there, looking at me pitifully.
"I worry about you, I don't want you decided you love Gabe instead of me. That's what slags like you are like.' He told me.
I looked down at the floor, "Gabe and I are j-just friends." I stuttered.
"Well I don't want you to be anywhere near him anymore, okay?" Gerard spat.
I nodded, letting a tear fall down my face.
"Not that anyone would date someone as disgusting as you. Jesus Kellin, how do you even look at yourself." He grimaced.
I whimpered quietly and backed against the wall as he walked towards me.
"Two hundred sit ups.' He ordered.
I nodded quickly and sloped down the wall and onto the floor.
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"G-gee?" I asked.
He turned around, "Did you do the sit ups?" He questioned.
I nodded, clutching my stomach in pain.
"Good, What is it?" He asked.
"Can I go back to the coffee shop, I swear I won't talk to Gabe." I asked, preparing myself for his reaction.
But he simply nodded, "Though if I find out you've talked to him, actually, if I find out you've talked to anyone, there'll be trouble." He muttered.
I nodded and grabbed my coat, flinging it over my shirt.
Slowly, I walked down the apartment stairs in pain, wishing I could live in a house.
Gerard was adamant that we had an apartment, and it's not like I could argue.
I have no money for my own place so I have no choice.
The suns rays blinded me as I stepped out the door, I groaned and shut my eyes tight, suddenly feeling light headed.
I kept my head down, knowing I still had large bruises on my face.
I entered the coffee shop, my heart sinking as I saw Gabe, smiling at me.
I wanted to smile back, I really did, but I knew I couldn't.
Gerard wouldn't let me.
I walked straight past him, my head still down and spoke to a girl, Hayley I think her name was, to order my coffee.
I don't think Gerard would mind me speaking to a girl, I am gay after all, and how else am I meant to order Coffee.
"What's up?" Gabe said with a smile, ignoring the fact that I walked straight passed him.
I ignored him again, my throat tightening as I tried not to cry.
Gabe and I have been friends forever, and never once had we had an argument.
"Um, are you okay?' Gabe asked, concern laced in his voice.
I took my coffee and sat down, wiping a falling tear quickly.
I felt Gabe sit down next to me, making me tense up.
"Kells?' He asked.
I took a sip from my coffee, keeping my head down still.
"Kellin have I done something?" He questioned.
I stared at my hands.
"Kel-" He repeated before I spoke up.
"Gabe, just go away okay!" I yelled, letting tears slip down my face.
"W-what do you mean?" He stuttered.
"Don't talk to me anymore." I said, my voice cracking at the end.
"What?" Gabe said, pulling my hood off and revealing my face.
He gasped loudly and looked at me in shock.
"K-Kells what happened?" He breathed.
"I-I fell?' I said, but it came out as more of a question.
He shook his head in disbelief, "Kells.."
I wiped another tear, "Just..don't, please"
"But w-"
"Please don't, I can't be seen talking to you." I whispered.
"What? Why?" He asked.
I shook my head and looked down, "That doesn't matter just please."
"Kell I.." He started but was interrupted.
"Um, excuse me, the coffee machines broken, I don't know how to fix it." A boy said.
I kept my head down, not wanting this stranger to see my face.
I got up to leave but was pushed back down by Gabe.
"I'll fix it, Vic stay here with Kellin." He said.
I felt Vic sit down beside me.
"Uh, hi? I'm Vic...first day working here." He said awkwardly.
I nodded and starred at my lap.
"You come here often?" He asked.
I bought up the courage to look at him.
He gasped slightly, but I was stuck staring at him.
His skin was perfectly tan, not pale and bruised like mine, his hair was brown and curled, not black and straw-like like mine, his eyes were a deep chocolate brown, not a dull, bloodshot gray like mine.
He was my idea of perfect.
"Yeah.." I whispered softly.
Guilt instantly washed over me as I realised I was with Gerard.
"I-uh, I have to go." I muttered, standing up.
He grabbed my hand, making my skin tingle.
"Gabe told you to stay here." He said.
I shook my head, letting another tear slip down my cheek, "I can't stay.." I whispered.
"W-why not? Gabe's my boss, I have to do what he says." Vic said.
He pulled my back down, but I refused and quickly stood back up.
A wave of dizziness washed over me, making my head spin, sending me crashing to the floor.
The world above me was spinning and I could hear Gabe and Vics voices of concern.
I felt myself being dragged up and propped against the table.
"Kellin?" Gabes voice said.
I groaned and squinted my eyes.
"Hey!" He said a bit louder, snapping me back into the room.
People were looking at me, but I ignored them, I was kinda used to it.
"Kellin, what's going on? You're so thin, I didn't realise how bad it was until now.. what's happening?" Gabe panicked.
I exploded into sobs and wrapped my arms around Gabe, my tears damping his shirt, but he didn't seem to care.
He sat on the floor with me, holding me in his arms and stroking through my hair.
"Kells, you can tell me anything. You're my best friend remember?" He murmured.
"Can we save that for another day?" I whimpered.
He sighed but nonetheless nodded, "Of course."
I buried my face in his chest and let out another sob.
I heard the door open, making me look up through tearful eyes.
My heart plummeted to the floor and my stomach flipped.
Gerard stood, looking at me with gritted teeth and anger flashing in his eyes.
He marched over to me, grabbing my wrist and pulling me up, away from Gabe.
"Thanks, but I'll look after him." He spat, dragging me out of the shop.

I gave Gabe one more look, though at that point in time, I think it was a cry for help...