But I Give In So Easily // Private

[Leafwing12]

Kyle was silent for a moment. “Oh. I’m...I’m sorry.” Kyle murmjred. He then closed his locker. “Well it was nice meeting you.” Kyle said.

Craig bkinked. “No, we can.” He murmjred, smiking. “Anywhere special you feel like going?” He asked

[dannychan]

he nodded and frowned. “yeah, you too..” he said.
he smiled. “i wanna go get something to eat.”

[Leafwing12]

Kyle nodded, heading off to his class

Craig smiked softky. “Alright honey. Let’s head out.” Craig murmjred. He then started walking out with him.

[dannychan]

hmmm skip?? maybe instead of being a few houses down, carlos is in a house that was recently next to kyle’s house??

[Leafwing12]

(Sure. Skip to when?)

[dannychan]

i’ve got an idea. just later and maybe kyle and his family hear yelling from carlos’s house and go to check it out?? i’ll start!!

carlos hates his family. sure, they fed him and kept a roof over his head, but.. the constant arguing was.. maddening. it was constant yelling, his father yelling at his mother for being a ‘alcoholic unemployed slut’, his mother yelling at his father that he was a ‘lazy piece of shit stoner’. some nights, it got violent, but he just blocked out their yells and ate his dinner.. if you could even say he ate it.
as per usual, the yelling had started while he went to the dinner table, and instantly he seemed to just block it out, pushing his food around his plate absently and finally eating a single bite before just stabbing the meatloaf lightly with his fork as his mother pulled at his father’s hair, screaming about something, and his father screamed back. he wouldn’t be surprised if his new neighbours heard, maybe looked through the window to see what was happening.

[Leafwing12]

Kyle had been at home with his family. Or most of his family. His father was out of the house right now. His mother was up in her bedroom. Kyle had just finished making dinner for Ike. Ike and Kyle was eating at the table. Kyle frowned however when the yelling had started. It didn’t sound pleasant at all.

“Kyle?” Ike asked quietly. Kyle frownwd a bit.

“Ike, finish your dinner and then go start working on your homework. I’ll be back in a few minutes to help you out.” He said. Kyle then got to his feet, moving over. He then slipped his jacket, hat and shoes on and then left the house.

Kyle then made his way over to Carlos’s house. Kyle looked at the house and then wandered around before finding a window with the curtains pulled back. Kyle then peered into the window

[dannychan]

through the window you could see the entire scene, his parts wrestling on the ground, his mother wielding a broken wine bottle and his father wielding a table leg. carlos just stared at the wall in front of him, leaning back in his chair and taping his fork against his food slowly. without his jacket, you could see most of his bones- he was horribly skinny and it was obvious he never really ate.

/hey add possible trauma and eating disorder to the triggers

[Leafwing12]

Kyle’s eyes widened a bit at the sudden scene. Kyle then moved away from window, heading to the door. He then attempted to open the door.

[dannychan]

the door wasn’t locked, so it opened fairly easily.