The Flyer

CHAPTER 25: Why Do We Always Remember Things That Get Us In Trouble?

CHAPTER 25: Why Do We Always Remember Things That Get Us In Trouble?

Kyle's POV

Trying to get my "mother" out of my head, I began to remember the day's events and how I'd gotten into the mess I was in.

"You never told me why you were crying that one time, baby."

She looked at me. "Are you fucken serious, Kyle?"

"What?", I asked, "What did I do now?"

"You'd just supposedly broken up with Janis"

"Okay, but that has nothing to do with you"

"I know that, Kyle! But Janis refused to talk to me because you had fucken kissed me like always!"

"Aha... So you felt... Bad?"

"No fucken shit I felt bad, Kyle! It's basically just us two cause our parents are always away on their stupid trips for work! So what am I supposed to do if the only person I have doesn't want to talk to me anymore."

"Well, she'll talk to you... Eventually, right?"

She sighed. "I hope so..."

I pulled her to me and wrapped my arms from behind her. "Don't worry, baby"

She pulled away from me and turned to face me. "This touching- kissing thing you have with me... This can't happen, Kyle. You can't have something with me and be with Janis. Relationships don't work like that..."

I knew she was right. Janis had told me so too, but I just didn't feel the same way as I did with Janis. Janis was great and all, but they just didn't compare and I didn't understand why that was. I looked at the 15- year-old and I immediately had to look away because right then at that moment, I terribly wanted her. And making out with her was probably not going to cut it this time.

"Kyle", her voice was filled with warning and I had no idea why because I was literally just sitting on the floor next to her doing absolutely nothing, "You need to stop."

"What the fuck am I doing?"

"You're looking at me so creepily. Stop."

I leaned in to kiss her, but she moved away.

"Kyle, what the fuck?!"

She was angry and she looked hot as fuck. "How the fuck...", I murmured, "How the fuck are you still a virgin?"

Her eyes widened and her brows furrowed. "W- what?"

"How are you still a virgin?"

"Be- because!" Her face flushed.

I pushed her down on the floor and I leaned in again, propping myself on my elbows. "Have you ever like... by yourself?"

She gave me a confused look.

I shook my head. "Always having to explain shit to you, huh?"

"Well, maybe if you said things for what they were, you wouldn't really have to explain, now would you?"

Sassy little bitch... "Fine", I muttered then I looked directly at her and I smirk found its way on my face, "Have you ever masturbated?"

Her facial expression whirled into disgust. "No! You fucken disgusting pervert!"

I laughed. "Why not?"

"Because that's..." She stopped and furiously shook her head.