What's your problem now? (Kyle x reader)

Chapter 18

I took a seat next to her, looking at my feet as I parted my lips to speak.

"I'm sorry Vic."

"Huh?"

I quickly stood up, having my back face her as I was now shaking my head when the red head's confused tone struck my ears. "Hey, (Y/n), what'd you sa-" She lifted her arm, slightly touching my shoulder to spin me around and face her. "G-God damn it. Stop fucking with me." I shoved her hand and arm away, staring at her with furrowed brows. She was looking both confused and surprised, not sad nor guilty. I was too quick to forgive and trust her.

"I can't bear to see you right now. You're really selfish you know?" I walked past the sofa towards the staircase, feeling her gaze burning holes in my back. "Tell Kyle I'm upstairs when they get home, and feel free to get another fucking glass of water. By yourself this time." I didn't wait for an answer before hurrying up the stairs and into Ike's room. When I was inside I quickly closed the door, feeling my heart race and my mind spin. This was fucked up. It really was. A part of me wanted to believe her, but a part of me wanted her to stay away from me. My heart and mind was completely split when it came to Vicky.

"God damn it." I kneeled down by the door, covering my face with the palms of my hands before inhaling sharply. "Why'd she have to come back? Why'd she have to torture me like this?" Flashbacks washed over my blank mind. It was flashbacks of a young me and a young Vicky, playing and laughing. There was no way she hated me at that time. Those flashbacks were then replaced by the memory of what she did to me.

How was she able to do that if she didn't hate me?

I stood up. My head was once again blank. Those thoughts were just fucking with me, just like Vickys actions did. I made my way towards the bed, laying down before snuggling into a pillow, closing my eyes. I was tired. Really tired. My mind then wandered off into nothingness and I slowly became unconscious.

Kyle's POV

"Hey, Kyle. How did it feel?" I raised one eyebrow as my attention shifted from tying my shoe to the talking Kenny. "How did what feel?" I quickly tied the shoelace on the left shoe before focusing on the right one. "You know, doing the dirty with (Y/n). You've totally done it, right? You know, the connection between you two is just unbelievable." I choked slightly on my breath, doing an 90° turn with my head to look at the blonde. "Wha- What the fuck Kenny, shut up." I quickly tied the right shoelace before standing up, walking past him. "And no, we haven't done "the dirty"... Yet." I mumbled the last bit and Kenny just chuckled as he followed me through the exit of the changing rooms.

"You're such a virgin Kyle. Do you know how many times I've done it and with how many different people I've done it? At least 13 on both!" I rolled my eyes as he continued to brag. "And the number'll definitely increase by one by the end of this month." I looked back at him, narrowing my eyes in disgust. "Wait, are you planning on banging Vicky?" He just smirked, putting both of his hamds behind his head as he continued to walk. He was looking disgustingly smug right now. "Yeah well, (Y/n)'s out of limits now that she's yours and all, and Vicky's got a great body as well." I stopped slightly, making Kenny walk past me. "For real Kenny, shut your fucking mouth. You're really pissing me off." He looked back at me with wide eyes, holding his hands up in a protective way. "Alright, alright. Sorry. But you have to give them both props for their bodies." He smirked once again, turning his whole body around to speak to me as he now walked backwards. "Like, didn't you enjoy the view when they got out of the changing rooms?  Vicky's bathing suit was hot and all, but the bikini (Y/n) wore." He then put both of his hands by his chest, firmly squeezing the air. "Like, god damn. I'm really jealous that you've claimed her, it's not fair." I felt my heart speed up as he continued to talk. This guy was only thinking with his dick, and that's why he's so fucking stupid.

"Kenny, I'm not joking. Shut your fucking mouth or I'll do it for you." I walked past him, turning left into the house as he quietly followed me. "Chill Kyle, I'm just joking. (Y/n)'s all yours." I tried to open the door, widening my eyes slightly when I noticed that it was locked. "Shit, (Y/n) had the key." I began to knock on the door, lightly. I took a step back when I heard the door unlock. It then opened, and to my surprise it revealed Vicky. "Hi Vicky, what're you doing here?" She stepped away from the door, making it possible for me and Kenny to enter. "I actually went to check on (Y/n) when I left, and there were some guys who hit on us on our way here so we had to run." I felt my heart skip a beat as she spoke. "And (Y/n), where's she now?"

Vicky just shrugged, looking down. Her eyes looked kind of dead. "She's upstairs, we fought so she might be a bit upset." I nodded, about to go upstairs when I felt someone grab my shirt. I looked towards the tugging to see Vicky biting her lip while avoiding eye contact. "Kyle, can I speak to you for a sec?" I nodded once again, looking towards Kenny. "Why don't you wait outside? You can take Vicky home when we're done talking." He just smiled at me, winking before exiting the house. "So, what's up?"

"It's about (Y/n)..."