Living with Teen Boys

Too Much (part 1)

Kyle's P.O.V

"Hey Mark where's Lexi?" I asked as I walked into the living room, "Sleeping she had a rough night she'll be better soon". I sighed, I felt guilty about leaving her she wouldn't have done anything if I was there. I was in the middle of watching a recorded football when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and opened it up to reveal a text from Seth. I smiled. "Hey wuu2?" "Nothing just watching the game, u?" "Cleaning my room, so... how's Lexi?" "She's fine, she's sleeping it off but she's fine." "Good, so what you doing later?" "Nothing why?" "I was thinking maybe you want to hang out?" "Sure, ill be round in 10"

I pushed the phone back into my pocket, "I'm going out with a friend ill be back later" I said to Mark standing up, he nodded still glued to the screen. I grabbed my jacket and shoes and quickly put them on trying to be fast. When I reached down the street I saw Glyn walking my way, "Hey!" he greeted smiling at me, but he didn't look right. "Hey" I said nodding, I started to walk away when he shouted my name, I turned back. "Yeah?" I asked, "Kyle we need to talk" he said staring at me. This was about my wrist. "About what?" I asked laughing, "You know what". I glared at him, he had no right to ask me about my personal things he didn't know anything. I walked over to him still glaring "You don't know nothing" I said trying not to shout "So just back off!". I started to walk away when he grabbed my hand and pulled up my sleeve to reveal multiple scars and cuts. I pulled away quickly but not quick enough. "Kyle why are you doing this to yourself!" he asked looking concerned "Is this because you like Seth? Does Lexi know?". "Shut it!" I growled pushing him against the brick wall "You don't talk about it to anyone, understand!", He nodded looking sad and disappointed. I walked away pulling down my sleeve, he didn't know anything...

When I got to Seth's my mood instantly became brighter, I hugged him. "Hey" I whispered into the hood of his jacket, he pulled back and smiled at me. "Well your happy" he said smiling, I loved his smile. "Yeah" I said laughing "Don't know why". We walked in silence just soaking in each others company, I smiled as I looked down at our joined hands. "Hey do you mind if we drop into my uncles butcher shop?" he asked me "I promised I would deliver some of the carving knifes to his friend, he helps in the business", "Nope".

We walked down to the shop and opened the front door revealing a little room with a counter and lots of different types of meat. "Uncle Robbie?" shouted Seth wandering into the back room. He came back to the till followed by a big man with a grey beard and a big belly. "You must be Kyle" said Robbie shaking my hand "Iv heard so much about you, my nephew has not stopped yapping on about you for the last 3 weeks!". Kyle's cheeks went bright red, I laughed. "You wanted me to do something?" asked Seth trying to change the subject. "Ahh yes!" he said turning around to grap two thick rectangular shoulder bags "Give these to Connor will you". He handed us the bags and waved goodbye as we walked out the shop. We were about 5 streets away when I saw 6 figures in the distance, when they came closer my heartbeat quickened. It was Josh.

"Awww" he said laughing as he spotted us "Would you look at that! Boy on boy!", all his pals laughed. I sighed "Just leave us alone Josh and go bother someone who gives a shit" I said rolling my eyes, I was not in the mood for this. Josh face flared up with anger he grabbed my shirt and shoved me against the wall. "You better watch your mouth faggot!" he shouted in my ears, I could practically taste his cheap after shave in my mouth. "What you gonna do?" I asked staring deep into his eyes, I was sick of taking his crap. "This" he said punching my face and laughing as blood trickled down nose and lip. I groaned not wanting to show him that I was in pain. "Your nothing Kyle, the sooner you accept that the sooner everyone can stop feeling sick when they see you groping your boyfriend" he whispered into my ear, "You better off dead..." My heart stopped. I gave up struggling and just lay onto the wall. Once the boys had left us alone I picked up the bag and ran down the street not stopping until I reached an alley way. I ran down to the bottom of the lane until I reached the back. I slid down the wall not caring about the smell or the bin bags surrounding me, this is were I belonged in the trash. Everybody hated me and I had finally excepted that, Josh hated me, his friends hated me, for gods sakes my own brother even hated me! Josh was right I am better off dead. I picked up the bag and unzipped it to reveal 3 carving knifes. I picked up one of them and pulled up my sleeve, I dragged it across my wrist whimpering as the pain vibrated through my body. I watched the pool of blood run out of me sighing. I watched it for about 3 minutes until I started to worry, I had never bled for this long, why wasn't it stopping? I picked up my sleeve and pressed it against the sliced flesh trying to stop the red liquid from pouring out. It didn't work. I panicked as I watched the blood cover the floor and my clothes. "Help!" I screamed standing up, I slid down the wall when my head felt light and the walls spun around me. "Help!" I screamed crying "Help me..." The darkness swallowed me as the blood poured over floor.