Authors: Chloe Walsh
Kyle stood up slowly and stretched.
“Never mind, I can see you guys are busy,” Derek grinned, waggling his eyebrows.
I moved away from Kyle, and walked inside quickly.
“No we’re not; I was just going to bed.”
Derek raised his brow in surprise.
“She means alone asshole,” Kyle said, as he went to the sink and rinsed his cup.
“Whatever you say dude, I can smell the sex vibes from here though.”
I blushed and ducked under Derek’s arm, heading for the stairs.
“Goodnight princess,” I heard Kyle say, just before Derek cried out in pain.
“Ow, dude? What the fuck?”
I chuckled, “Goodnight Kyle.”
Chapter Twenty-six
KYLE
I stalked around my room like a mad man.
I was nervous, and she was late.
“Dude, what the fuck are you wearing?”
I turned around to see Derek bent over in my doorway sniggering.
“If you tell anyone about this, I’m gonna kick your ass,” I warned.
This was the most degrading moment of my life.
I blushed like a fucking girl.
“Couldn’t you have gone as someone manlier,” he suggested, “like Batman or Arrow?”
I looked down at the green tights I had on and cringed, “Fuck you. Her favorite book as a kid was Peter Pan.”
Derek staggered over to my bed, holding his stomach.
“You are so pussy whipped dude. And you’re not even gonna get your dick sucked for this.”
He wiped his eyes, “That’s a whole lot of effort for a girl who’s just a ‘friend’.”
I glared at him.
“Ha ha. You think you’re fucking hilarious don’t you? Keep talking dude, and we’ll see how much Cam likes the sex tape you made with Julie Wilson in junior year.”
Derek’s face paled, and I knew I had the fucker’s silence.
“You’re a cunning bastard.”
I snorted, “I do what I have to.”
Derek rose and walked to the door, “Fine I’m going, I’m going,” he muttered.
He stepped into the hall and jumped in the air, clicking his heels together, “I wish I was a boy. I wish I was a real live boy.”
I lunged for him but he was faster.
“That’s Pinocchio you asshole,” I growled, chasing him down the stairs.
“Dude, I didn’t realize you were such a fan of Disney?” Derek shouted.
I caught him on the bottom step and tackled him down, just as the door swung open.
“Oh my god,” Cam laughed, as she stood in the doorway.
“Kyle what the hell are you wearing?” she asked, through fits of laughter.
I climbed off a laughing Derek and shifted around awkwardly.
“Surprise,” I muttered.
I focused my attention on the motive for this ridiculous outfit.
“Kyle? What are you doing?” Lee asked, as she moved away from the doorway towards me.
Thank fuck she wasn’t laughing at me.
I didn’t think my male pride could take it.
She touched my outfit with an awestruck look on her face.
“Why are you dressed as Peter Pan?”
I shrugged, ignoring the smart-ass comments coming from my roommates.
“You said you’ve never been trick or treating. I thought we could go?”
Lee gazed up at me, with glassy eyes and a huge smile.
“Dude you are twenty two years old. You cannot be serious?” Derek piped up from behind me.
Lee’s smile fell and I wanted to kick him.
“I fucking am. If Lee wants to go trick or treating, then we’re going trick or treating.”
I turned to look at her, “Do you want to go princess?” I asked calmly.
She nodded eagerly.
“But I don’t have a costume,” she said, pulling her lip into her mouth.
“Yeah you do,” I said, nudging her towards the staircase.
“You don’t think I’d dress like this by myself? Go get your ass ready Tinkerbelle. Before all the good candy’s gone.”
I shouldn’t have done it, but I gave her ass a little slap.
She squealed excitedly and sprinted up the stairs.
Cam followed her.
I stood there motionless.
My heart was bursting with a million different emotions.
Derek slapped a hand on my shoulder, “You’re in deep trouble buddy.”
Didn’t I know it?
LEE
I didn’t think it was possible for me to love Kyle more than I already did.
I was wrong.
When Cam had opened the door and I’d seen Kyle dressed in that Peter Pan outfit, I thought my heart was going to explode.
He had done it for me.
He made a complete idiot out of himself just to make me happy.
I had donned my Tinkerbelle costume and gone trick or treating with Kyle.
We looked ridiculous knocking on doors looking for candy at our ages, but Kyle hadn’t seemed to care, so neither had I.
He had a knack of putting me at ease, and I had known in that moment, while we stood outside a decorated house waiting for candy, that I would always be in love with Kyle Carter.
It was all his fault.
Kyle had a way of turning my world inside out and upside down, blowing it to pieces, and then putting it back together.
It was a dangerous thing; to love a man who had the ability to destroy me.
He had ruined me for every other man, and I did not care.
I would never want anyone but him.
“I think we have enough candy to see us through until thanksgiving,” Kyle said when we reached our street.
He was smiling and holding my hand as we walked towards our house.
I loved that he was carefree tonight; usually he carried such a weight around.
“You’re just a big kid at heart aren’t you?” I mused, grinning up at him.
“Oh I’m big alright,” he joked, “And strong too, you want to test that theory?”
He winked and my mouth fell open.
“Come on my little fairy, I’ll give you a ride home.”
Kyle hunched down, “Hop on, you’re chariot awaits you.”
I giggled excitedly as I climbed on his back.
“You know, I think that’s from Cinderella?” I said, wrapping my arms and legs around him.
He gripped under my thighs; his hands straying dangerously close to my butt.
“It sounded good though,” he chuckled, as he straightened his back.
“Come on, spider monkey,” he said as he took off running.
I squealed and clutched him for dear life,
“That one is definitely from Twilight. You have no originality Kyle Carter.”
We were still laughing when he opened the front door and stepped inside.
My laughter died when I took in all the people in the house.
One of Cam’s parties was in full swing.
Kyle tensed; his hands fell from my thighs.
I took that as my queue to get down.
I wiggled down his back, as a voice broke through the loud music.
“Well isn’t this sweet, Peter Pan and his little fairy whore.”
I glared at Rachel from behind Kyles back.
She was dressed as a slutty devil, with horns on her head and not a lot else on her body.
The costume suited her, evil bitch.
“It’s Halloween you know, you could have dressed up as something other than your usual evil self,” I said bravely.
I’d had enough of Rachel and her nasty comments.
I wasn’t about to let her ruin my perfect night with Kyle.
Rachel cut me a death glare and Kyle stiffened.
“Lee, go upstairs now,” he said quietly, without meeting my eyes.
“Yeah Lee, run along now, this is a big girl’s party,” Rachel mocked.
“No, I want to stay with you,” I said, pulling on his hand.
He jerked his hand away.
“Please Lee, get out of here, I can’t be near you right now.”
I felt my heart shrivel up.
Kyle exhaled harshly, and ran his hand through his hair, knocking his feathered cap off in the process.
“Why are you doing this?” I whispered.
“This is the way it has to be,” he said, and I closed my eyes.
I couldn’t bear to watch him walk away from me again.
My stomach was twisting inside me, and I focused on not throwing up.
When I opened eyes, Kyle was gone and Rachel was grinning deviously.
“I did warn you,” she said smugly, “He will always choose me.”
Chapter Twenty-seven
LEE
The following month was cold.
The weather was definitely growing crisp; we were well into November.
I was feeling the climate change.
I was used to the consistent heat in the South; the erratic snowstorms and cold fronts here were playing havoc with my natural body temperature.
I had been sick over thanksgiving with a vomiting bug, and thankfully had used it as my excuse to avoid eating a holiday meal with Kyle.
We hadn’t spoken much since Halloween.
The atmosphere was thick and strained between us now.
Everyone noticed, especially since Kyle walked around the house with a black cloud hanging over his head.
He snapped at Cam, argued with Derek, and as usual ignored me.
I was still recovering from my illness when Cam asked me to go for a walk with her.
I agreed, even though I still felt weak, but it was better than being inside the house and walking on eggshells around Kyle and his mood swings.
We took the trail veering west from Chautauqua Park.
“You okay there Lee?” Cam called out.
She was a good ten feet ahead of me.
The cold air was cutting into my face, and my eyes were burning.
“No, I need to take a rest,” I said, panting.
I had a pain in my side, and needed to sit down.
I sank down on the snowy path, and held my side.
“Good grief, you are so unfit,” Cam joked when she reached me.
“It’s not funny.”
I really did have a sharp pain in my side.
I felt the need to lie down.
“Could we head back Cam? I don’t think I can walk much further.”
Cam reached out her hand and pulled me to my feet.
“Yeah sure, you should have said you weren’t feeling one hundred percent Lee.”
I brushed the wet sludge and gunk from my jeans.
“That bug really took it out of you didn’t it?”
I nodded, grateful that we were going home.
Cam threw her arm around me, as we made our way back to the car.
The phone was ringing in the kitchen when we made it back to the house.
I plopped into a chair as Cam went over to answer it.
“Hello?” Cam said in a playful tone, “House of all things kinky, the resident sexpert speaking.”
I shook my head at her.
I didn’t know why she always had to answer the phone with suggestive comments.
I guessed she was as sick as I was of answering calls from women looking for Kyle.
Cam’s face paled, as she held the phone out to me.
I stared at the phone for a moment, wondering who the hell would be calling for me.
I stood slowly, and took the phone from her.
“Hello, this is Lee?”
My heart dropped into my stomach at the sound of the voice on the other line.
“Daddy?”
KYLE
I would like to say that Derek and I had our own lives outside of our female roommates, and that we didn’t mope about all day waiting for the girls to return, but if I said that, then I’d be a liar.
Where the fuck were they?
I hadn’t seen either one yesterday.
Lee still wouldn’t look at me and I needed to talk to her.
I needed to apologize for everything and make things right.
My eyes here glazing over from the amount of time we had spent playing the Xbox.
I wasn’t even that into the game.