Therapy Session // zyle (zoe +kyle) fanfic ahs

Chapter 15.

Zoe's P.O.V.

The worst thing about it all is that Kyle is going back to Texas tomorrow. I wish he could stay forever, but we both know that's never going to happen. Moving to Texas with him was a possibility for awhile, but this coven means more to me than words.

Kyle and I lay side by side on my bed one last time.

"I don't want to go home," he complains.

"I know, stay here forever," I say.

He twirls my hair with his fingers. I love when he was does that.

"What if I visited you next week?" I asked. "You don't have to drive here every week."

"Awh, but I want to," he smiles. "But yeah, you should stay at my house for a bit."

"Yay!" I clap my hands. "I want to see Dipper and Lucas too."

"I talked to Dipper the day after to left."

"Don't say 'left', I didn't leave," I tease.

"I know," he says. "She was very happy for you. I could tell that she was sad though."

"I didn't want that to happen," I sigh. "Growing attached to my foster mom. I was only supposed to stay there for a few days and Cordelia would rescue me and everything would be back to normal."

"Life can take a complete 180," he smiles. "But now look at you."

"Let's not get emmotional here," I laugh and wipe the sweat from my eyes.

"I think I better go now," he says. "My sister wants to see me, too."

He gets up from my bed and I'm left alone, drowning in my mental tears.

"Ugh," I get up. "This is the part I hate. Walking you to your car."

"That's the easiest part," he says, which is unfortunately true.

We limp downstairs, me carrying a heavy suitcase (I don't know why he packed so much crap for only a few days), and him carrying his work backpack.

"This is so fucking heavy," I struggle to breathe and throw it in front of the door.

"Kyle, you're leaving right now?" Maria says from the sitting room.

"Yeah, I am!" he smiles. "Not very pumped about it."

"Can I, um, talk to you for a minute?" she says with guilt. "I hope I didn't interrupt you guys."

"No, you're fine," he says and follow behind her.

I'm glad my two best friends became friends.

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Kyle's P.O.V.

"Whatsup?" I ask.

"So, remember how I told you that I... killed... the guy who raped Zoe?" she says, struggling to keep eye contact.

"Yeah," I say. "I'd do the exact same."
I would. And I firmly will stand by that.

"Does Zoe know yet?" she asks.

"No, you didn't tell her?" I say shocked. "She deserves to know."