The Flyer

CHAPTER 21: Motherfucker

CHAPTER 21: Motherfucker

Kyle's POV

I fell asleep shortly after my breakdown. I woke up feeling like shit and contemplated on whether my stomach would be able to stand food despite my uneasiness. I decided on a plain cup of black coffee.

Well, shit! What am I going to do today? I checked the time on my phone. 11:37 I took a small sip of my coffee, enjoying the slight burning sensation in my throat and then poured the rest down the sink. I rinse the cup and walked out the door.

I walked to Janis and Wendy's house hoping to find Janis and apologize for the previous night's short responses. I knocked and when the door opened, I expected to find Janis, not Wendy.

"Hey, is Janis home or-", I stopped and looked at Wendy; she appeared to have been crying, "What's up?"

Wendy shook her head and I narrowed his eyes at her. "Lies." I muttered as I shoved her inside the house as I closed the door behind me. I sat on the couch with Wendy. "Okay... So what's got you so upset?"

Wendy's eyes watered and she furiously shook her head. "Ugh! It's- it's nothing!" She wailed and a tear fell down her cheek.

I extended my hand and gently stroked her cheek with the side of my finger. Wendy flinched back and looked up at me with wide eyes.

"What?", I asked, confused, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Don't touch me like that!" Wendy smacked my hand.

"Like how?", I asked, "What am I doing?"

"Oh God, Kyle! Don't act stupid!"

"I'm not stupid!", I defended, "It's just... I don't know! You were crying and my mother, she would do that as means of comfort..."

Wendy looked at me with a dumbfounded expression. "Your... Mom?"

I turned away from her, preparing to get up and leave when Wendy grabbed me by the arm. "Why do you always run away when your family gets brought up?" She asked.

I didn't answer, but I felt myself tense.

"Stop running away from your past!"

"I'm not running away from it!", I said, my voice raised an octave, but I lowered it once I realized, "My past dwells in the present and will haunt my future for as long as I live."

Wendy stammered.

"If what you're thinking is that my present revolves around sex, then what you're thinking about my past is probably right too", I said, "They're both similar in a way"

"Then...", Wendy hesitated, "Your mom...?"

I stayed silent for a really long time before replying. "She would fuck me."

"Wait, what?!", Wendy gasped, "I thought she got you into the business somehow or something. Oh my God!.

My lips tightened into a straight line and I mumbled, but then raised mh voice to normal volume. "... Of course that as a child I didn't think of it as a bad thing. I didn't know that what she did was wrong..."

I felt Wendy's stare.

"It started off like normal motherly love and affection or at least it seemed that way. She wouldn't let anyone else change my clothes or give me baths or anything of that matter. It seemed like motherly caution or overprotectiveness, but now that I think about it, it was more than that. That woman was... She had some issues honestly..."

Wendy's mind probably swam with questions, but she didn't ask nor did dhe have to because I continued on.

"She'd touch me, but she made it seem normal. She'd always give me her warm smile and play around so I thought all mothers did that... She'd always tell me she loved me. So when she tried to get her way with me...", I closed my eyes momentarily, "She'd always repeat how much she loved me. That's why now... I believe love and all those feeling to be false. People just trying to get their way with you..."

"Kyle, I'm sorry. I didn't know..."

I ran a hand through my hair. "Shit, kid... I wasn't supposed to- I didn't mean to make this about me..."

"It's okay. Don't apologize, Kyle."

"Don't tell Janis", I muttered, "Don't tell anyone actually."

"Don't worry, Kyle. I won't tell. It's not my place to tell anyway", she placed her hand on top of mine obviously as means of comfort, "But feelings and-"

"All those feeling of love are pure bullshit", I stated, "I don't believe in that shit. So if I'm planning on getting my way with someone, I would just tell them straight-forward. I would never give them that love bullshit."

Wendy's eyes softened and I scoffed. "Don't want your pity." Wendy suddenly became really fucken appealing and she blushed. "That's why", I murmured as I picked her up and placed her on my lap, "you'll never hear me say 'I love you'"

Wendy began to thrash around on my lap, but I only smirked at her.

"Why? Why do you always try shit with me?" She cried.

"'Cause you're fucken hot..." I murmured before I slanted my mouth against hers.

Wendy shoved me and she scowled at me as I looked straight into my eyes.

"Just try", I pecked her lips, "Do what I do"

Wendy averted her eyes from me and shook her head. "How can you do this, Kyle? How can you do this to Janis behind her back?"

It was my turn to scowl. I shoved her off my lap. "When's Janis coming back?"

"I don't know... Later?"

"When is later?"

"Why?"

I smirked. "No reason."

"You fucken perverted man!", Wendy shrieked, "Don't get fucken near me!" She scooted away and I just laughed.

"Don't you think if I had wanted to, I would've been screwed you?"

Wendy blushed.

"The only reason I haven't is because I know Janis gets hurt enough when I lose control and kiss you. So I know if I had sex with you she'd go insane."

"You like her then" Wendy smiled.

I looked away from her then, not wanting to look at her. "I'm honestly not very sure..." I finally murmured.