Cuts - Kellic (Book One) // boyxboy

Chapter Eleven

I'm still lying in bed when my text tone goes off, trying to will myself to get up and get ready for work.

This has been a daily battle for the last few weeks. Getting up and out of bed just doesn't seem worth it anymore, not even for the job that I've loved for the past year.

I'm late to nearly every shift but I'm lucky Gabe miraculously finds a way to cover my ass. And Jack's pissed at me because I turn down every extra shift he offers me.

I glance at my phone and contemplate whether it's worth the exhaustion of picking it up and checking the notification.

I sigh as stretch my arm out and take it off the nightstand. Usually my heart would sink, seeing a message from Carter but I'm so numb these days that I don't have the ability to be upset about it. Perhaps I'm becoming used to it.

Unknown: I'm out the front. You home alone?

I send back a quick "yeah" and throw my phone to the side. I hear the door click open from downstairs.

"Kellin?" Carter calls.

"Up here." I call back, halfheartedly feeling drained from just speaking.

I sit up and wait on the edge of bed for Carter to appear at the door.

"Hey," he smiles at me, seemingly in a good mood. "It's been a while. I've been super busy with wedding planning."

He chuckles a little but I just nod looking down at my hands.

"I thought we could mix things up a little today." he says.

I watch as he pulls a bottle of lubricant out of his pocket. I'm a little confused but hope that this makes it easier.

I hook my fingers under the hem of the hoodie I've been wearing for two weeks straight and begin to pull it off but Carter stops me.

"I'll do that." he says, coming towards me and slipping his hands under my hoodie, placing them in the bare skin of my hips.

It's weird having him so close to me. Usually I undress myself then lay face down on the mattress until he leaves.

Today he seems to be in a strange mood. He pushes my hoodie up, exposing my stomach but comes to a halt.

He sniffs and looks a mix between disgusted and confused.

"What's that smell?"

He sniffs again.

"Is that, is that you?" he scowls stepping away from me.

"Oh," I mumble in realization. "Sorry, I'll spray some deodorant."

I shuffle through a drawer and find some deodorant before spraying myself with it.

"When was the last time you showered?" Carter asks.

I just shrug, feeling a little embarrassed. It was well over two weeks ago. Getting out of bed is a struggle, let alone showering.

I place the deodorant down and Carter resumes his tasks of removing my hoodie.

"That was nearly a turn off." he chuckles.

"Wouldn't that be a shame." I mumble sarcastically.

Carter chuckles and confuses me by kissing my cheek. I was expecting him to hit me.

"You're so cute." he grins.

He pulls my hoodie off and then my shirt.

Carter frowns as his gaze drops to my arms.