Sunday, March 30, 2008

in another world

She found Kyle staring at the TV going through the motions. Usually, he was pretty much an animated guy when it came to gaming, but he'd been crying. She knew he didn't want her to know that so she didn't ask.

"Well, spill, will you?" She plopped herself down on the couch next to him.

"What?" He looked tired. He hadn't even touched his soda.

"You're being mysterious." She took the remote and shut off the TV.

"What did you do that for?" He looked at her then and his eyes were completely red.

"Its not everyday, you come in through the back door, with out saying a word." She crossed her arms and gave him a dead serious stare.

"You don't know that." He shook his head, no. "I come over here all the time and watch movies. You don't even know it."

"Right." She rolled her eyes.

"I could, you know." He looked away, put his hands across his chest as he leaned back on the sofa, ready to die.

"What's the matter?" Dinner was in the oven, she had time to listen.

"Its Kelsey." He sighed deeply as if he was about to drown in his own tears. And the tears came, too. She'd never ever seen Kyle this distraught. He bit his bottom lip then, put both palms to his eyes. Ellie thought he might try to rub his eyeballs out. "I don't know what to do," he then said.

"This must be serious." Usually, he was never serious when it came to girls. He could always take them or leave them, or so he said. He was the type who might be going steady with one girl, yet checking another out if the one he was with wasn't working out. Perhaps, a player of sorts. Yet no casanova.

"I saw her kissing Caleb." He could barely choke the words out.

"Really?" Caleb was his best friend in eight grade. They did everything together. Go to the movies with their dates, always at the skating rink together on a Friday night. If you wanted to find Kyle, he was usually at Caleb's house.

"That sucks," Ellie remained even lipped. "You gonna talk to her about it?"

"What's the point?" His voice broke into tears, again.

"Gotcha," Ellie turned the TV back on. This time she'd play with him on the video game. They'd get through this somehow. She gave him a pat on the back. No need to pry on the matter. She edge up next to him. The tears slowed down some. And he got back into the game with her. They needed to be anywhere but here.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Aww, poor Kyle... that's gotta hurt a man's feelings...