The Unexpected Wrong Side

Chapter 6- Two Runaways

Deep inside their heads the boys wondered if running away was their only solution.

Stan hadn't even gotten to talk to his mom about him and Kyle or heard that she saw the pictures of them together.

Kyle wasn't who he used to be.

For certain things that was good but other things showed that side of him he didn't want to believe was happening; but it was.

Kyle couldn't stop it.

He didn't even have the power or knowledge to prevent it from becoming a continuous source of confusion and genuine pain.

He wondered if it ever would stop.

Nobody was sure he would be able to go on living with the truth of what was actually happening with him.

That voice hadn't returned to bother him for a small time amount.

That relief filled him with gracious happiness.

Knowing what was really happening would solve several problems and help with new ones to come along; Kyle knew that and so did Stan.

It was too hard to tell what it actually was, the possibilities were endless. Stan took Kyle's hand and led him to his bed to lay down.

"I don't want you to worry." Stan kissed his forehead softly. "Your mom's gonna find out and then we'll have to run away." Kyle dreaded what would happen.

The feeling of it creeping up uncomfortably peeled away at the layers protecting him.

They probably weren't that protective anyway.

The layers were the positive, confident environment Kyle once had.

Remembering it made him want to suck it back into reality. Unfortunate for him, he couldn't.

Whatever this ongoing problem was, it didn't seem to budge when he tried pushing it away.

The more times it arrived back into Kyle's body, the yelling and crying seemed to debut the scenery more intensely.

But what exactly was the it of this giant conflict?

"I'm gonna go get it over with, I'll be back." Stan arose from his position on his bed. Arms releasing from around Kyle and his feet setting in to the top of the bedroom floor.

Kyle turned on his side, back facing Stan.

The brief travel to his mom's bedroom didn't help release any time for Stan to think of how to explain it in an understanding way to his mother.

"Mom," He began, "I don't want you to hate me, but-"

"I don't hate you. But did you ever think about what could happen before you started dating Kyle?"

"Yeah. I know we'll get criticism from someone or some people out in the world. I don't care. I'm happy, very happy. Can you please be happy for me?" Stan asked politely.

Sharon sighed and set her phone beside her on the bed. Her face revealed that her unspoken words would be disliked when she spoke them.

Stan waited, still nothing.

"I just don't know why you'd keep it from me, if you'd told me sooner I might've handled it differently than the way I am dealing with it now" Sharon explained at last.

"I love him, mom. I'm finally happy for real. What's wrong with that?"

"Why does it have to be a boy, Stan? You don't like girls anymore? What happened to Wendy?" Sharon asked.