SHUESHIDA

03

(Kyle and Swayne)

“Is he feeling any better?”

“Nah he’s.. he’s still really fucked up about all it.”

“What do you think we should do?”

“I don’t know at this point.”

I never saw Swayne like this. I know how strong he is. Not his body I mean, I think it looks stupid honestly but I know he’s strong in the mind. We sat in silence for a bit while I starred at the floor. Watching my shadow. I don’t like this sad feeling.

“…do you think he’ll actually do it?” I said.

He stayed quiet and his eyes kind of watered up just hearing me say it. Without hesitation I hugged his neck and ran my hands through his hair. It’s moments like this that I realize why I never leave his side. He’s not a man. He’s like me. And I know he’s full of good.

“What about bleach..?”

“Nah I’m… I think I’m okay.”

“Okay.”

“…Tim and Eric?” I said into his ear as he laughed softly just hearing the word Tim. I knew I struck gold.

“Spaghett?”

He laughed again. His smile was beautiful. He has such big sharp beast of teeth.

“Yeah.” He said as he stood back up and smiled at me.

“Alright. I know what we have to do.”

“What is it?”

“You know…” he said with a kind of sad look.

“Oh.” I said sharply and lowered my own ears. “No Swayne don’t feel bad.”

“But I promised..”

“Hush. You have to do what you have to do.”

“Are you sure?”

“Very… it’s like someone glued an acorn.” I said calmly.

He broke in to violently loud laughter. I continued. “To the bottom of my torso.”

He was laughing so hard he started crying. He gently hugged me and sat me on his lap. I always hated the way his bulge felt so he knew to sit me on his lap when he wanted me close. We’re both pretty tall but he’s much taller still.

“Yup. Alright get the yellow buggie started.”

“Should I go?”

“No he’ll be scared.”

“Alright. I’ll see you afterwards right?”

“Duh.”

“Alright, fatass” I hugged him again and kissed his hair. I always loved how rich it was when it’s filled with conditioner I chose for him.

“Uh huh. See you soon, Kyle.”

“Um.. excuse me? That’s ms. Kyke to you”

“I SAID KYLE!”

“I know I’m just fucking with you dumby. Be safe.”

He got in the buggie as I got the keys for him. I handed them to him and he started the car. He smiled and looked me straight in the eyes. I knew he was happy when he did that. He hates eye contact. He mouthed something I can’t type.

I mouthed it back. And he drove off.