Citrus. Klance AU

Chapter 6

I forgot about the number and it came back to haunt me. Lotor walked into the living room with the napkin in one hand and my jacket in the other. "What's this?" He questioned with a soft tone, holding out the number for me to see. The digits were clear in the marker pen.

"Someone gave it to me and I forgot to throw it away." I answered honestly.

"You forgot?"

"Yeah- Yeah. He was insistent and I felt rude saying no. I thought I'd throw it away when I got home but completely forgot about it." I was rambling as I backed up into the wall. Lotor was so close to me that I could feel his warm breath against my face and, to say it was threatening would have been an understatement.

"Did you plan on cheating on me?"

"No, no. I love you a lot, Lotor. I just-" I let out a pathetic squeak as Lotor slapped me. I tensed up as his face got even closer to mine. I could just about make out the thin, wispy hairs on the bottom of his face.

"Do you need to be reminded of who you belong to?"

I knew what that meant all too well. I couldn't go through it again. "I swear it wasn't-"

"Answer my question, Lance." My wide, blue eyes were darting everywhere but my boyfriend's face because I couldn't bear seeing the intimidating looks.

"N-No."

"Well I think you do." Lotor wrapped his hand around my wrist and roughly pulled me upstairs. His grip was rough and was guaranteed to leave nasty bruises. "I'm sorry, Lance but I need to do this."

-

I laid in bed, fixated on the patterns spread out across the ceiling. My eyes were tracing the lines, desperately searching for something meaningful amongst the blandness. When I was a kid, I used to imagine wild shapes like lions or flowers but I was too old for that. I couldn't find anything. I rolled over to face the walls, realising I was completely alone on the bed. The covers were wrapped around me tightly and I never wanted to escape the warm cocoon but I was eventually going to have to.

I threw the blankets off of my body, instantaneously being hit with the chill of the air. I gritted my teeth and reached into my draws to find something warmer to put on. I settled on a thick hoodie and jeans before taking them into the bathroom. I dropped them onto the floor beneath the towel rack and turned the shower onto a setting that was probably a tad bit too hot but I didn't care. I stepped underneath the water, completely engulfed by the steam.

I felt so numb. Even with hot water stinging my body, I felt numb. It should have been painful but, instead, it created an unfamiliar sense of relief. I couldn't stop picturing Lotor as he ran his hands up my body and I just had to take it. I squeezed my eyes shut, pausing with massaging the shampoo into my scalp as I tried my hardest not to cry. It was my fault that Lotor had touched me like that. I had gotten some guy's number and forgot to get rid of it. Of course he wouldn't be happy. If anything, I got let off lightly: I mean, I only had one bruise that covered part of my cheek and a few bruises on my stomach. I wasn't exactly on my death bed.

I stepped back out onto the floor, wrapping a navy blue towel around me. I ran a hand through my messy hair with the hope of flattening it down a bit. I dried myself off as slowly as possible.

-

I slipped my hand into the pocket of one of Lotor's jackets in search for some coins but couldn't find anything apart from a couple of ten pence pieces. I pocketed them, even though they wouldn't even buy me a single marshmallow. We had a little tray of change on the side in the kitchen but I had drained it of most of the valuable coins for the hot chocolate earlier in the week. I sifted through it but it was mostly pennies. One pence. Two pence. I hit the jackpot when I found a single pound coin. I had already collected a handful of tens so I probably just about had enough money for a drink.