By the time I finished my beer from Kyle, I noticed the clock on the wall and its time reading 12:33 am. "Oh shit, Kyle can I stay at your place tonight?" I ask kindly, and maybe a bit drunk sounding. "Hell why not? I got a spare room set up so, you can hang out in for the night." Kyle smiles as he throws his beer in to the recycling, as do I. "It's not that far of a walk from here, so it shouldn't take that long." I listen to Kyle as he continues to talk, clearly having a good time with himself. "I'm tired.." I mumble to myself, how can Kyle be so energetic? Is it just how he holds his liquor, or maybe he doesn't even want me here? I sadly can't say myself, and I don't wanna assume the worst.
We arrive at the house as Kyle pulls out his key and unlocks it. "Hey, I am really thankful for you doing this. Hell man I really owe you one!" He starts to strangely laugh, it kinda creeps me out a little. "Ian I really don't need IOU's. Trust me when I say I'm fine with you staying." Thinking this is all of the alcohol talking I just say "fine" and start to walk around a bit.
After a bit of walking, I notice the room that Kyle spoke about. Its a nice, simple, and yet charming room. The room is coated with a plain white and light blue mix, but looked really sweet. I decide to step in and look at it a bit closer. I notice a picture frame to my right, and I see Kyle with someone I haven't seen in a while, Quentin. He was a friend of ours few years back, but then he just disappeared. No one knows where to but some say that university got him all tied up, I wouldn't blame him on that.
Looking closer at the room, only one thing gets my attention, strangely its the curtains. I walk dizzily towards them, looking at how transparent and beautiful they match with the moonlight. "Hey, you need clothes? Or are ya going to stare at the window more?" Kyle said as he stood in the thresh hold. "Oh, right." I turn around to notice his smile just as bright as it was at the bar, I just hope thats not a pre-affect to alcohol poisoning. "Your clothes can go into the laundry basket here, and if you need me just call for me or knock on my door. Remember we leave for work at 2pm, so get rest okay Ian?" I nod my head in agreement and he slowly closes the door shut, after getting dressed I tuck into bed. There is something strange and I don't get why or how..
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The Best Rapist I Know (A Kylian Fanfic)
Fanfiction"It was at the moment I saw what he desired, and it was me.." A young male named Ian Karlos, is loved by friends and by all. It was until one night where his life takes a turn on to its head and maybe for the better. With people from Flipnotes Haten...
