Chapter 8

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(Talk about Self Harm)

I walk over to open the door when I am met with Amy and Joseph

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I walk over to open the door when I am met with Amy and Joseph. You got to be fucking kidding me. They look me up and down as if they were disgusted. Fuck you then I love who I am, bitches.

"What are you doing here?" I say coldly my happiness gone. 

"We are here to visit you why else?" Amy says happily. I roll my eyes and take a step back when she goes to hug me.

"Travis!" I exclaim shutting the door in their faces and walking back to the kitchen. 

"What is it, Kiro?" He asks. I walk over grabbing my Junebug because right now I need him. 

"They are at the front door," I say coldly. He nods and walks over to open the door. I sit next to Kyle and Caleb as I have Junebug in my lap.

"Junebug, can you do something for me?" I ask rubbing his back. He opens his beautiful eyes as he sits up and looks at me.

"Yes," He says rubbing his eyes

"I need you to be a big boy we have guests over. When they leave you can come back to me okay," I tell him. He nods and stands up to sit in a chair. Travis comes back with Amy and Joseph and he takes his seat as Amy and Joseph take theirs. They look at me and even though they have smiles on their faces I see the disgust and distaste for me in their eyes.

"So, Kira..." I interrupt Amy before she can go even further.

"It's Kiro, you dumb bitch," I say coldly. I hear Caleb snicker but cover it with a cough. Kyle discreetly places his hand on my thigh letting me know he is here. Caleb must have sensed my range and switched seats with Mika knowing I would need my Junebug. I place my hand on Junebug's thigh and he places his hand on top of mine interlacing our fingers. I give him a grateful smile but when I turn back around my face goes back to my cold facade.

"Oh my god, you seriously not still stuck on that, Kira. You are a woman," Joseph says finally showing his true colors.

"Fuck you! For the last time, I am a man because the last time I check I had 8 inches of dick between my legs," I say. I hear everyone around me cough covering up their laughs.

"What would my brother your father say about you now? I mean look at you," Amy says but does she stop there, NO!

"And Niki, god your poor twin sister. She would be so disappointed in you. I mean soon with the way you are going you are gonna be just like your mother dead on the bathroom floor with pills in your hand." She says and at this point, my blood is boiling. 

"I thought you said you would fix her. Look at her she is the same as she was before. Just a fag," Joseph says. I go to get up when Mika lays his head on my shoulder. I look over at him with soft eyes and kiss his head.

"Ew, is he a fag too. Jesus Christ can't even," Before Joseph can finish his sentence I am out of my seat and my hand is around his neck. 

"You can disrepect me all you want but when it comes to my family you don't get to," I say venomously. My hand squeezes just enough for him to have trouble breathing.

"LET HIM GO! IT IS ENOUGH YOU KILLED NNIKI NOW YOU ARE GONNA KILL HIM TOO!" Amy screams and that is when I finally let go. Joseph begins coughing as he tries to get air. Tears spring in my eyes and for the first time in years, they fall.

"I didn't mean to kill her. I wish every day it was me and not her, trust me. But you do not get to break me anymore. I am KIRO HAYES, 19-year-old MALE and not yours to control anymore," I say sadly. I look around to see the guys looking at me sadly. I smile at them walk away and head up to my room. Even though I hear yelling downstairs I ignore it.

I need my blade. I need my blade. I need my blade.

I grab my speaker and turn it all the way up as I play my music. I turn on my shower and just sit under it as I cry. It was like once I started I couldn't stop.

I hear the bathroom door open and see Mika and everyone who is just standing there. Mika had tears in his eyes as he looked at me and all I could do was break down more.

"I couldn't save her. It is all my fault," I say crying. Travis comes over not caring that he was getting wet by the shower and picks me up. He brings me to my bed and Mika hands him some dry clothes. I don't recognize them so they must be one of the other clothes. He takes off my now wet clothes and puts me in some dry ones. 

"Now listen to me and listen to me closely. It is not your fault. Were you drunk driving?" He asks

"No,"

"Were you the ones swerving in and out of traffic?"

"No,"

"No, exactly you were in the car and were the victim. You couldn't have predicted what would have happened that night and you were stuck so you couldn't get to her. It is NOT your fault," He says and I couldn't help but cry even more. I grab a hold of him and just hug him. He held me close until about 30 minutes later when I stopped crying. 

"Thank you guys so much. Wait what happened to Amy and Joseph?" I ask looking around at everyone. Mika chuckles as he comes over to sit on my lap.

"Nick yelled at them. It was so funny. I had to hold in my laugh the entire time. I mean Nick never yells and when you left it was like a bomb went off," He says all in one go making us all chuckle. I look at Nick and mouth "Thank You". He just smiles at me as he nods. Mika catches me off guard by kissing my lips. I pull away to which he whines and I just raise a brow.

"맙소사, 내가 단 하루 만에 당신을 섹스 중독자로 만들었나요?" I say in Korean knowing he wouldn't understand. He looks at me confused and when I hear a chuckle I look up to see Travis smiling. (Jesus Christ, did I turn you into a sex addict in just one day?)

"You understood me didn't you?" I ask. He just smirks as he nods. 

"What, What did he say?" Mika asks hopping up and down on my lap.

"Junebug, don't do that unless you want the consequences," I say trying to hold him in place. His face blushes red and I  just shake my head. I stand up setting him on the ground. 

"I need some clothes can we go shopping? I mean don't get me wrong I love you guy's clothes but I don't think you want me stealing all your things," I say

"Of course let's go after dinner," Nick says and we nod. 

"So 8 inches huh?" Paul asks making me blush as everyone laughs heading back to the kitchen to eat

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