evan peters + ahs imagines

kyle spencer: im always here

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"kyle we need to go.." i said softly, grabbing his arm while he played pool with a few friends.

"what? it's only eleven?" he said, too focused on his game to look over at me.

i was shaking and holding back every tear and scream that was begging to escape from my body.

"please." i whimpered.

he looked over at me, his smile gently dropping as soon as he saw me.

"okay, let's go." he said, pulling me close to his body to comfort me as he put down his drink.

"i see you guys later." he told his friends in a rush, "we're heading out."

we walked out of the party, his arm wrapped tightly around my shaking frame.

he opened the car door for me and i got in. he shut it gently and i watched him make his way to the drivers side and get into the car. i felt like i couldn't even look at him. i looked down at my lap and felt big tears form in my eyes. kyle placed his hand on my back, rubbing me softly.

"hey, what's wrong?" he asked.

i wiped my eyes. it truly felt like i was using every muscle in my body to hold back my tears.

"i just want to go home." i mumbled.

he didn't know what to do or say became i seemed pretty shut down so he just continued to rub my back for another 30 seconds before kissing the side of my face and starting the car.

he took me back to my house and came around the side to open the door for me. i got out, trying not to make eye contact because i didn't want to get upset. he grabbed my hand and softly pulled me into his chest.

"i know somethings wrong. tell me what's the matter, baby." his quiet voice spoke.

i hugged him back but still didn't say anything. he tried to understand. instead, he walked me inside and into my room. the house was empty, my roommates were all either away for the weekend or at a friends since it was break. i sat on the bed.

"i'm sorry. i'm really tired." i said.

"that's okay." he cooed, "let me help you."

he took the shoes from my feet and placed them in my closet and picked me out a hoodie and shorts to put on.

i started to tear up and get upset, but i wanted to hold it in because i was afraid of what i would say.

kyle noticed the small tears, and decided to not say anything and instead gently lift up my shirt and held me put on my hoodie and then he stood me up and helped me dress in my shorts.

"i want you to stay tonight." i said softly.

"i figured." he lightly smiled at me as i sat back down on the bed.

i watched as he took his shoes off and jeans so that he could sleep in his boxers and a t shirt he had left over at my house before.

when he looked back at me, he was even more concerned at the fact that i still was just sitting there blankly sitting and staring.

"let me get you in bed."

i nodded.

he pulled back my covers and motioned for me to lay down. i did. he laid beside me and kissed my forehead but i didn't know what else to do or say except to cry, so i did. tears gushed from my eyes and my body began to shake. kyle pulled me in close to his body and held me.

"whatever it is y/n, and i'm not pressuring you, i'm here to support you and love you." kyle assured me, kissing my face.

"i love..you kyle." i choked out.

i pulled myself together the best i could so i would either speak or sleep, i didn't decided which one yet. his finger wiped away the last of the wet under my eyes.

"i'm real sorry for this." i told him.

he gave me a confused look.

"i was downstairs with reece and maddie playing video games with a few guys downstairs and maddie went upstairs for a drink and then reece had to go..and uhm..fuck i know this sounds horrible." i said, my heart racing. "but i was the only girl and ryan pushed me against a wall." i began to cry.

kyle knew where this was going. "i couldn't be mad at you for this baby." he wasn't mad. he was devastated.

"he didn't rape me." i whispered, "but he kissed me and he wouldn't stop touching my chest and all his friends just fucking watched me..." i sobbed.

kyle started to tear up with me.

"i'm so sorry." he said to me. "i should've been there with you."

"it's not your fault." i mumbled, "it's not even maddie's...or reece. it's not anyone."

"it's ryan and his fucktard friends." he hissed, "i'm so fucking sorry y/n."

"i feel like a slut." i admitted.

"it wasn't your choice baby. please, please don't say that."

he held me and swayed back and forth as a soothing gesture to slow my tears, and it worked. i rested my body against him, trusting in him to hold me all night long and to make me feel okay.

a while of silence and hugs passed.

"i'm always gonna be here for you." he whispered softly into my ear.

i looked at him. he looked at me with his deep, concerned eyes which just somehow made me feel whole and safe. he kissed my forehead and stroked my hair.

"it's gonna be okay."

i nodded, closing my eyes and resting my head against him. i fell asleep in his arms.