Zombie Boy - Kyle Spencer - American Horror Story

Chapter Seven

There was Kyle fucking Madison against the dresser.

"Holy shit." I didn't even realize I had spoken out loud. Kyle stopped and turned to look at me, nearly dropping Madison. 

Then I started running. I could hear Kyle shouting my name from behind me. Everything felt like a blur. Everything was numb and my skin felt prickly and sour. I stepped outside and the sky had grown a dark, moody grey and rain was pouring down in heavy sheets. I walked down the front steps and just laid down on the wet lawn.

The rain felt like tiny icicles piercing my skin. I stared up at the black sky and wondered what the fuck was I doing here and why was all of this bad shit happening to me?

"Jamie!" Kyle had caught up with me. He sat down next to me and pulled me up so I could face him. "I thought you were gone. I-I don't know what happened."

I didn't say anything. I just stared past him, crumbling inside. How could I be so stupid? Of course he would stay with Madison. Of course he wouldn't have come after me.

Droplets of rain ran down his face. He looked sad. 

"Just stay with Madison. It's better for everyone," I heard myself say but that's not how I felt.

Kyle shook his head. "No," he breathed. "I love you. I was mad I -" 

"It's too late Kyle," I said and laid back down on the grass with a hard thud. "Just let me drown in my misery."

Kyle laid down next to me and slid his fingers over mine. "If you drown, I drown."