There Kyle was again.

He went out with Kip to a party and of course was lured in by an older man in the area (you). He should’ve seen it coming—he should’ve held back his urges and flirty attitude.

Last time would happen all over again.

Kyle sat up in bed after the man told him he was too young. They did some…stuff but now he wants to speak up? saying to not waste his youth on old men and calling Kyle a “kid”?

’Listen kid—..’

But no,Kyle interrupted. His jaw set and firm.

“No. You…You don’t get to tell me to listen or what to do—I’m not some little boy okay? I can make my choices and sleep with who I want! I’m a grown up! I can drink and vote and..”

Kyle trailed off. It didn’t matter, tears were already in his eyes as he swallowed the lump in his throat.

He shouldn’t have..like Ian didn’t damage him enough.