Kingston (a disciplinary story)

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Kingston Pov:

"Not really..." I admit, biting the juice box straw. It was so embarrassing!

I wiggle again in the stool and try and find a cozy position, finally giving up, I stick a cracker in my mouth and stand up, sighing at the relieve.

"Well, you're gonna explain. Kingston you cannot go your whole life wearing the same dirty clothes."

"Why not I did growing up. " I snap a little too sharp. I see Tyler's eye brows raise and he sighs, rubbing his temple.

"Did you ever get thought to use a washer and dryer?" He asks, already knowing the answer.

"No." I whisper, tears forming. Tyler wraps me in a hug and kisses my forehead.

"Go father your clothes, I'll teach you"

"Okay.." I say and turn on my heal to march up the stairs.

"Wait-Miles wants you to text her, and also she's staying the night tommrow. "

I turn around and smile huge. "Omg really??" Tyler laughs. "Yes, no go get your clothes." "Okay!!" I hurry upstairs and grab my phone and see it's filled with messages and missed calls. Alot from Miles, but mainly from Logan...

Hey babe
Hello?
Babe answer
Missed Call From Logan x5
Kingston fucking answer me
I saw ur snap ur at the mall I will come down
Damn Kingston I thought u wanted to be friends why you gotta ignore me
Fuck it
Answer when u wanna be friends
Damn it Kingston fucking answer me before I bust your ass

What the fuck? I thought, scrolling through the messages. Why was he being so demanding?? We aren't even dating! I get to Miles' messages and smile.

Hey you Ok?
Pls tell me he didn't kill u I need a friend
Kingstonnnnnnn omg he killed u call me from the after life I will bring ice packs and pudding
Missed Call From Miles x2

I Google and hurriedly message back.

He didn't kill me but I'll take that offer! Cannot wait for our sleepover tmr❤ btw Logan is being a total dick...its scary.

As I gathered my clothes, my phone buzzes.

Me too I cannot wait!!! Just ignore him...or tell him to stop or tell him fuck off.

I finish gathering my clothes and make it down to the laundry room. Tyler is waiting with detergent. He smiles at my sight. "Hey took you long enough."

"Yeah I messaged Miles. Besides look at house much this is." I say pointing to the overpilling laundry basket. Tyler laughs a little.

"I see. Now, first you need to-" Tyler was interrupted by my phone ringing. I blush and look at the name, and of course it was Logan. "Who is it?" "Sorry, it's just Logan, he's been messaging me none-stop and it kind of annoying..." Tyler crosses his arms. "Should I be worried?" "No, I will take care of it. Just gimme one moment, please." I go around to the living room, sigh, and answer annoyed.