Sympathy but it's from CallMeKevin

7

Dragging my hands across the wall, I felt the uneven paint job against the wall, I didn't know what to do but I was automatically letting myself do it. It was true this was the first time that I was actually walking out to Kevin. I felt so terrible that I would just kick at him and hurt him not just physically, but mentally too. I basically blamed him for being a rapist, and having them Tatian over me even though I knew that wasn't true. I hated myself for that, I just felt so guilty that I would even get to that point in our... friendship.

Peering inside, I looked to him putting on a jacket and looked one hundred percent ready to go. He mumbled to himself with a head shake a lot of cuss words, taking himself to get angry at himself. Maybe I shouldn't, I coward behind the corner and see Kevin grabbing his keys and leaning against his counter.

"FUCK!" Kevin bang the counter, and I jumped away. He raised his hand and brushed through his hair back and started to turn around from me. "Oh feck," he had a jumpscare and placed his hand on his chest. "You scared me..." Kevin started, as I started to peer bebind the wall more and back away. "No-no-no!" He stopped me, as my hand clutched onto the corner. "I'm sorry, I just... I'm sorry." Kevin leaned against the counter and looked at me. "Are you okay?" He asked me, my eyes falling to the ground. "Did you come out for food?" He smiled.

Taking a sigh, I pushed myself to show myself as I was covered from the neck down with clothes. He looked confused as I digged my finger into my arm. "I wanna... I wanna come with you." I admitted, walking closer to him and start to shakily pulling out my wallet to sh0ow it to him. "I wanna b-buy some food..." my other hand covered my mouth.

Kevin's eyes slowly lit up, getting happier and even smiling to me. "Re-Really?"

My hand pulls away from my mouth and I start getting closer. "I... I don't want you... to be mad at me anymore..." I start to choke on my breath. "I'm so sorry, it's not my fault... you just-"

"It's my fault," he stopped me. "I just got frustrated because I got worried... I do care for you, but you started to scare me because you were so scared."

"Kevin..." Walking closer, I looked more up to him and setting my hand onto his. My hand pulled back and I forced myself on his hand to let him know that I want to do something for human contact. "I... I wanna thank... thank you for taking me into your home."

Kevin looked down to our hands, and didn't I know exactly where to land his eyes. He didn't know whether to look at my hand on his, or at my eyes that were staring at him. Finally I decided to pull back but he slowly tried not to let me go. Resulting in having my hand wrapped around his index finger and me backing away slightly. His straight look made me uncertain, but the crack in his lips made me drop it to our waist.

"You don't mind this?" Kevin started to chuckled, his soft laugh made me feel better as I nod to him.

"I'm... ready to go to the store."