2019 09 11: Kyle

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Kyle sat across from me at the other head of my dining table. He had a half-empty beer bottle loosely grasped in his right hand. The sun filled the room though the giant windows. Kyle was blankly staring off to my right. "Kyle?" I said to get his attention. "What-" he exclaimed as he quickly looked at me. Sorry, I zoned out. What were we talking about?" he asked.

"You were talking about something that happened at school."

"Oh, yeah," He said, then stared blankly past my face.

"Kyle!" I got his attention again.

"Sorry," he said, shaken out of his thought, "I just don't know how to say it."

I sighed as I thought for a bit, "How was your day?" I asked.

"What?" Kyle was confused what I was doing.

"Just trust me, answer it."

Kyle shrugged, "Fine, I guess. I did shooting practice with the other Kyle on the team."

I distracted him more, "How was that?"

"Great, I don't know. It wasn't really anything."

So, why are you here?" I asked.

He thought about it and then mentally said, "fuck it" in his head.

"I had sex" he said, "Oh!" I said, "...with Ms. Northington." he said.

"...Oh..." I said.

"Yeah." He said, nodding with a contradictory humorous tone.

I looked at him and waited for a reaction or something - he did the same.


"Why what?" he asked, offended.

"Why did you have sex with her?"

"I don't... I don't know..."

"Okay." I said. "You don't have to answer that."

We looked at each other. Kyle's expression was a mix of anger and comfort.

Kyle drank a bit more of his beer.

"I just..." he shook his head. "I don't know... It was an in-the-moment sort of thing."

"Do you want to do anything about it?"

"No. It's not like anyone will believe me."

I looked at him.

"I'm a guy, and she's a woman. Absolutely nobody will believe that." He said, holding back his anger.

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