I Don't Know If I Should Stay Away [Teen Romance]

Chapter 13

Alice POV

"I killed my parents Alice." I looked up at Kyle with shock shown all over my face. He reached for my hand and I pulled away "What?" I asked in a hushed tone. When I pulled away he made a noise between a whine and a whimper. "Please don't leave me Alice. Just, please don't leave." He put the palm of his hands on his face. I could only tell he was crying because of the way that his shoulders shook and the small sniffles that were coming from him. I slowly lifted my hand and moved his hands from his face. He looked at me and I saw the pain that was in his eyes. It was like a his amber eyes were set on fire as his eyes showed how much he hid in them. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him towards me and he rested his head on my chest. "Tell me what happened." When he heard my voice a hiccup and a large intake of breath was heard in the quiet room. "My parents, the ones you met. They aren't my real parents. They adopted me when I was 7. My real parents were killed because of me. I killed them." I pulled his head away from my chest and looked at him, I whipped away the tears that ran down his cheek and kissed the tip of his nose as a sign telling him to go on. He sighed and grabbed my hands and kissed them. He looked at me and kissed my cheek. "Promise me that you won't leave once I tell you." I looked at him and nodded my head not speaking at all. "Promise me." he demanded. i only looked away and and sighed "I promise." I whispered. "Why do you sound so unsure? I-I I love you. Don't you?" I just kept staring into his eyes as his tears fell freely. "I do. But you just can't come up to me out of nowhere and tell me that you killed your parents." When I said this, he got off the bed and started pacing in front of the bed, while tugging at his hair. He looked at me with bloodshot eyes and then kneeled in front of me. He laid his forehead on my hands, which were at my thighs intertwined together. "Do you want me to start from the beginning?" He looked up at me as he asked this. I just nodded my head and he looked back down.

"My dad's name was Keith, and my mom's name was Zaidee. I was five when um... they passed away. The day they passed away, it had been my mom's birthday. It was the end of the day, and dad was tucking me in... when we heard the front door burst open and mom scream. Dad. He um, he rushed out of the door to try and get to mom. He didn't even get halfway there before he turned around and rushed back to me. He pulled me out of bed and opened the closet door and removed a wooden board that was behind a few boxes. He set me on the little space that was between the wall and the board. Then he told me 'Stay in here okay Kyle don't leave until mommy or I come get you.' I didn't know what was going on so I just stayed put. I remember waiting for about 30 min before growing impatient and getting out of the cramped space. When i was headed down stairs I stopped when i heard talking. I peeked from around the wall and I saw a man standing above my mom and he had a-a gun pointed to her head." He let out a choked sob and got up from kneeling and went towards the window. I followed after him and put my hand on his shoulder then slowly said " You don't have to keep going Kyle, you can stop." He only shook his head and said "No, I need you to know. I need you to know everything about me." I only nodded my head and he continued. "He told my mom that if they would just given him the damn kid none of that would of happened. I killed them. I killed my own parents. If it wasn't for me they would have still been here. They would have been smiling. " He looked at me in the eyes and in a small voice he said "I'm a monster. You deserve someone who is better than me." I just shook my head repeatedly. "Don't say that, there is nobody out there that is better for me than you are. You hear me." "Yeah." he whispered. "I have to tell you something else." "What?" I asked curiously "I see a therapist. All those times that I missed school, well it's because every week i go and see my therapist." I nodded my head, pretending like i hadn't already known. "Why do you go to a therapist?" He got up from the floor and whipped away the stray tears that were on his cheeks. "When I was around 12 or 13, I started doing drugs and getting involved with the wrong crowd and one year the day of my mom's birthday i went and tried to overdose. I was just tired of all the pain and i wanted to go with my parents. I wanted to see them again. I just wanted my mother's touch. I was so desperate that i would have done anything to be with them again. My mom and dad found me laying on the bathroom floor with a needle stuck deep inside of me." By now both he and I were sobbing into each other. I had gotten up and wrapped my arms around his neck and his rested on my hips, and we just cried. "It's okay Kyle, You are going to be okay. I'm not going to leave. I'm going to stick around for a long time. I will only leave if you ask me to." "I love you." he said in a whisper but yet he sounded so certain. He said he loved me. Did I love him back? I mean we have only been dating for 3 months, but does it really matter. When I am awake all I can think of is him and when i'm asleep i dream of only him. Does that mean that I love him. Yes, yes it does. I don't picture myself without him in my life. I tightened my arms around his neck and in a clear voice i said "I love you too baby, so so much." I pulled back from him and grabbed his hand leading him back towards the bed. "Are you going to stay tonight?" His eyes went wide at my question and in a panic voice he said "Are you crazy Alice you'r parents can walk in. How is it going to look when they walk in and see you laying in bed with a guy. Not only that but a guy that they haven't met yet. They both will hang me by my testicles if they see me in bed with you. No, definitely not I will see you tomorrow at school." I just stared at him as he slightly panicked, then I burst into a laugh. He quickly rushed to me and slapped a hand over my mouth "Shhhhh, they will wake up." I scrunched my eyebrows together, then I repeatedly started liking the palm of his hand. He immediately pulled his hand away and looked at me with a frown "Ewww baby, why would you do that?" I only shrugged my shoulders and whipped the saliva that had gotten on the side of my mouth.

He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards him and planted a sloppy, wet, kiss on my cheek. I only giggled and leaned into his chest. He grabbed my chin and tilted it up so I was looking at him. We stared at eachother for a while. Then he leaned in and connected our lips. I instantly reacted and started moving my lips with his. We eventually pulled away, but not completely, our lips still brushed against each others as he spoke "Okay, I'm leaving I'll see you tomorrow okay." I only nodded my head as a response then connected our lips again. The kiss didn't last long, because he pulled away and pecked my forehead. "I really have to go okay Alice. I'll see you tomorrow I love you." With that said he turned towards the window and stepped out to the tree. He looked at me again then he started climbing down to get to his car. I turned around and made a beeline towards my bed and layed down. I thought about everything that Kyle had told me today and the fact that he trusted me enough to tell me all of that made my heart soar. With that feeling inside i turned my bedside lamp off and drifted into a dreamless

night.

The next morning, I got out of bed and headed to the kitchen. I saw dad sitting in the table with his coffee and the newspaper in hand. I went straight to the faucet and poured me a glass of water. After i had finished my water i set the glass down and headed to the fridge. As i was taking out the milk, dad asked "So, when are we going to meet the boy who snuck in last night?" When he said this I looked up shocked and dropped the milk on the kitchen floor. I gulped and looked at dad in the eyes "Hmmmmm?"