Tyler's POV
My mind wanders off to the conversation between me and Kyle on the phone last night. His voice cracked like he was crying. Something must have happened. But I don't know what. I'll try to ask him when he comes today.
"Honey, are you okay?" My mother's voice snapped me from my trains of thought. I was at the kitchen for breakfast. While Celine was making breakfast, I zoned out for a while. I nodded my head at my mother when she took a seat across from me.
"You know you can tell me anything, right?" I let out a sigh before giving her a weak smile.
"I know, mom. I'm just thinking about something." I said.
"Something or someone?" She teased while giving a smirk. I rolled my eyes at her before letting out a chuckle.
"Perhaps both." I said. She frowned.
"What is it, honey? Maybe I could help." She said. I took a deep breath before releasing it.
"Kyle called me out of the blue last night. He said something weird, well, to me at least." I confided in her.
"What did he say?" She asked with worry laced in her voice.
"He asked me to promise him to never let him go no matter what happens." I said. She thought for a while before nodding her head slowly.
"And what did you say?"
"Of course I promised him that. I will never let him go no matter what." She gave me a smile.
"Well. From my experiences, mostly watching the chick flicks anyway, is that something is going to happen that would test your relationship." She said while taking a sip of her coffee that Celine served a minute ago.
"Test? Like what?" I said with worry. She gave me a smile while shrugging her shoulders. I thought about it for a while.
"Then what should I do when that day comes?" She leaned in and placed her elbows on the table.
"First and foremost, you have to remain calm. Don't let your emotions take control of you. And then try to discuss it and ask for the reason. Lastly, ask yourself whether it is worth losing Kyle over it or not." She explained calmly. I nodded my head slowly.
"The most important thing is that you need to know what you want, Ty. You will be able to figure it out later on. You are my smart boy, remember?" She said and I let out a chuckle.
"Thanks, mom. I will remember everything that you said." I smiled at her.
Then both of us enjoy our breakfast that was served to us. After breakfast, I told my mother that I was going upstairs to the study room. I suddenly wanted to go there after what felt like a very long time. The study room was at the end of the hall, not far from my parents room. I opened the curtain and went inside before closing it behind me. The study room was big and full with books around the wall. There was only a huge window providing natural lights from the Sun.
My father and I always hangout in this room. He would do his work while I read books in a comfortable silence engulfing us. Sometimes we would engage in discussions about various topics. It was how we spent our father and son moment and I couldn't ask for a better one.
A book from the most bottom shelves caught my attention. The book was in greyish and blueish colour. I took the book out and studied the cover. It was relatively new since I had never seen this book before. The front cover of the book was a pattern necktie. Weird choice for a cover book. I looked again at the bottom shelves and realised there were two other similar books with similar colour, but with different titles.
"50 Shades of Grey." I spoke the title of the book in my hand. Sounds kinda interesting.
I turned the book around to read the summary. It's about a girl, Anatasia Steele and a rich CEO company, Christian Grey. Typical average girl and rich guy type of story. I shrugged my shoulders before sitting down on a long sofa. I laid my back on the sofa and proceeded to open the book to read the first chapter, unknown of the graphic content of the book.
An hour into the book, I close it before taking a deep breath. I felt my cheeks flushed and my body felt hot somehow. I could feel my pants getting tight and uncomfortable. I never knew this kind of book existed. After taking a moment, I resumed my readings and my cheeks flushed even more scarlet. The way this writer portrayed an 'intense' scene between Ana and Christian was well commended.
When Ana was being blindfolded and tied, I could feel it too. I know I should've stopped myself from reading this kind of scene, afraid it will trigger old painful memories, but I couldn't help but feeling turned on because I know Christian has her consent. He didn't force her or anything. And the way the writer wrote how Christian thrust into her and gave her an orgasm made me-
"What are you reading?" A voice snapped me from my concentration.
I sat up quickly and looked at the person who was standing and leaning against the entrance of the study room. It was Kyle and my eyes widened. I immediately placed the book on my lap to cover my excitement. I closed my legs together as well and acted as if nothing happened. But I couldn't hide the flushes on my face and he saw it. I shook my head at him and his face contorted into confusion.
"N-Nothing." I stammered. I gulped the big lump in my throat. He walked towards me after closing the curtain behind him.
When he was near me, he took the book from my lap and I replaced the book with my hand to cover myself. He looked at the title and his eyes widened before giving me a playful smirk.
"You were reading this?" He asked playfully. Does he know what the story was about?
"You know, they even made a movie from this book." My eyes widened and I felt myself blushed harder. He leaned closer to me while putting a knee on the sofa. I was laid back to the sofa with him on top of me.
"I didn't know you were into these 'kinks'." He teased and my breath hitched.
"I-I was just r-reading b-because I-I was b-bored." I stuttered.
"I've watched the movie version already and I can tell you," He paused before leaning closer to my ears.
"I can't resist but help myself in the shower after that." He whispered and it sent shivers in my body. He tossed the book at the other end of the sofa before placing his hands on the armrest and top part of the sofa, trapping me in between.
Our faces were inches apart and I stared into his eyes. His green eyes were filled with amusement. I looked down at his lips and couldn't help but wonder where those lips could touch other than my lips.
I licked my lips unconsciously and parted them a little bit before staring back into his eyes. I could feel my excitement twitching in my pants, under my palm. He leaned in closer and his lips brushed against mine. My breath hitched at the contact. His breath became ragged and I could feel hot air hitting my lips.
"Kyle.." I said barely above whisper. He let out a smirk before closing the gaps between us.
I wrapped my hands around his neck to pull him closer. I felt his tongue sweep my bottom lips, asking for entrance and I parted my lips for him. His tongue clashed with mine and I was drowned with his taste.
I could feel his hand had moved to my waist before he slipped it inside my shirt and rubbed my back. The skin contact made me shudder. I moaned against his mouth which made him groan. He pulled away after a while along with his hand and I was panting for breath.
I could see his eyes clouded with needs and lust, but also a bit of self restraint. He cupped my cheeks and circle his thumbs. He placed his forehead on mine and closed his eyes. I mimicked his actions before I felt him pulling away completely.
I opened my eyes. He looked at me and my shirt had lifted up, showing my abdomen. He was standing in front of me with his hands on his hips. I looked down a bit before my eyes widened with shock.
His jeans were tented and I could see his hard excitement and its size. I forced myself to look away when I felt I had been staring at it for a while and I felt myself blushed. I pulled down my shirt while covering my still hard excitement. He noticed it and let out a playful chuckle.
"All in good time, baby. I just don't want to rush into things and most definitely I don't want to rush you. You know, after...." He dragged his words and I nodded my head, understandingly. My mother probably already told him about what had happened to me at some point.
Both of us took a moment to calm ourselves but the sexual tension was still present in the air. He took a few deep breaths. He gave me a soft smile before reaching out his hand at me.
"Come on. Maya is waiting." He said and I immediately clasped it with mine. We walked out of the study room before I remembered something and stopped in my tracks, prompting him to stop on his. He turned to look at me in confusion. I was contemplating on whether to ask him about last night or not.
"Why did you sound like you were crying when you called last night?" I asked anyway and his body tensed at my question. His gaze was on mine and I could see the hesitant in his eyes. There was also a hint of restlessness.
"I won't leave you, Kyle. Unless that is what you want." I reassured him and he shook his head vigorously. His free hand cupped my cheek.
"I don't want to leave you, Ty. Just please don't go if something were to happen. No matter what." I looked into his eyes as if it was pleading at me. I decided to ask any further questions and nodded my head.
Both of us walked downstairs and went to the backyard. When Maya had me in sight, she ran towards me and I gladly opened my arms for her. I spent the whole day with Maya while Kyle was working in the backyard. I can't wait to see the outcome of this renovation.
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It has been a month since Kyle and I started dating. Being around him made me happy and content. The same saying for my mother. She often teases me either in front of Kyle or only both of us. But I know she's happy seeing me happy .
After Kyle and Maya went home from our house, a text came on my phone. I opened it and it was from Gina, Kyle's mother. My face frowned in confusion.
[Can we meet this evening for a cup of tea?]
Somehow I had a bad feeling about this. But, I replied anyway.
"Sure." When she replied the place and time, I immediately changed my clothes before asking George to send me.
I arrived at the cafe ten minutes later and asked George to pick me up an hour later. He nodded his head before he drove off. I went inside the cafe and looked around to find Gina. When I spotted her, my face scrunched in confusion when there was another woman sitting next to her.
I walked towards them. When I was closer to their table, I realized the woman's face was somewhat familiar. Like I've seen her somewhere before but I couldn't remember where.
"Tyler! You've arrived. Please sit down. I already ordered you a cup of tea." She greeted me and I gave her a smile. I took a seat across from them. I glanced at the woman sitting next to her and the woman just gave me a sidelong glance. I wonder what I've done wrong to her.
"Oh goodness me. I forgot to introduce both of you to each other. Amanda, this is Tyler and Tyler, this is Amanda." I nodded my head and a smile at her and she returned it with a half smile.
"You looked fairly familiar. Have we met each other somewhere before?" I asked her, curiously. She just shrugged her shoulders.
"Perhaps we may have passed each other at some point or something because you look familiar too." She simply said. I tried to think where I could have seen her before. In the farmer's market or mall or the company or my lawyer's office, or-
Then it hit me.
"I think I've seen you at Franklin's office, P&S Associate." There was no doubt about it. She was their secretary.
"Wait, you're Tyler Benington? Mr Franklin Porter's husband, right?" My facial expression changed.
"Husband?" Kyle's mother questioned. Amanda nodded her head.
"Mr Porter died two years ago and I knew he had a husband named Tyler." Amanda answered. I remained silent on my seat, not wanting to remember Frank at all.
"I didn't know you were married once, Tyler. I wonder if Kyle knew about it." She said with a hint of irritation in her voice. I wonder why. Before I could answer, Amanda interrupted.
"But I heard Mr. Porter died because someone stabbed him in the chest. And they said it was his own husband." Gina gasped.
I saw her face expression change to a disgusted look. I tried to keep myself calm, not wanting to burst in a public area. But there were a few head turns to our table at Amanda's words.
"They went into trial and I've seen Mr. Porter's partner, Mr. Shaw take the case and went against Tyler in court." Amanda added.
"But, Tyler was let go because there's not enough evidence against him." That was wrong. I was proven innocent and she better stop spewing lies before I snap. I glared at her. What was she trying to do? I felt a vibration in my jeans pocket, telling me someone was calling me. But I was too frustrated to answer it especially in the current situation that was happening.
"Is this true Tyler?" Gina asked furiously. I moved my gaze to Gina's face and I tried to answer but she didn't give me a chance.
"I knew there was something fishy about you. And how dare you try to seduce my son?! You murderer!" I felt a sharp pain on my right cheek and my head was snapped to the left. I felt tears fall from my eyes. She stood up from her seat and glared at me.
"I should've never let my son keep on dating you and let him date Amanda instead! Amanda is way better than you and she's a girl! You're a guy and gay relationship wouldn't last long and I was right about it." She hissed. Now everyone in the cafe had their attention to our drama. My phone in my pocket vibrates but I don't have the power in me to pull it out from my pocket and answer it.
"I don't want to see near my son and my granddaughter ever again! If you are even an inch near them, I will make sure I will use all my power to make you never see them again! Do I make myself clear?!" Her voice boomed throughout the cafe. Even Amanda flinched by the sound of her voice.
Gina pulled Amanda's wrist and got out from the cafe. I was left frozen and speechless on my seat. Then, my mother's words rang in my head. It took me a while to convinced myself, it wasn't worth losing Kyle over this. I could persuade his mother in other ways, right? I should explain everything properly to her, right?
But why do I feel like everything was beginning to crumble? After a while, I composed myself before walking out of the cafe. I still can feel people staring at me but I choose to ignore them.
I walked aimlessly until I arrived at a park. I don't know why and how I ended up at a park and when I scanned around me, it was the park where Kyle had confessed his love to me. I sat on the bench where we sat after our date. The phone keeps on vibrating in my pants. After a while, I pulled it out to check who had called me.
There were 41 missed calls from Kyle, 15 missed calls from my mother and 42 messages and 36 voicemails. My phone vibrated again in my hand and it was Kyle. I felt my tears fall on my cheeks at the sight of his name. The tears fell on the screen of my phone.
I don't know what to do at this point. I could only cry out from pain. I kept wondering why all of the bad things happened to me. Having an abusive husband and now this. When I was finally about to be happy again, everything came crumbling down. Was this my punishment for being a gay or was I just unlucky?
A million thoughts scattered in my head and there was that one voice kept pulling me back into my dark thoughts. I tried to shake my head a few times and close my ears. Suddenly, my breathing became frantic and my body began to shake. I was having a panic attack. I need my mother. Mom where are you?!
Then, a figure of someone kneeling in front of me before their arms grabbed my shoulders and shook me gently. They were calling my name but I couldn't hear their voice as my ears tuned out my surroundings.
I was panting hard and then that person wrapped their arms around me. I stopped immediately when the body of the person embracing me started to shake. There was a familiar scent travelling into my nose. A scent that I always find comforting. I removed my hands from my ears and heard the person's voice. Slowly I regained my hearing back.
"Please come back to me, Ty." His voice choked.
"K-Kyle?" I said quietly but enough for him to hear.
He pulled away and his face was stained with tears. His green eyes were blackened with worry and fear. I placed my hands on his face and wiped his tears. Seeing him crying in front of me left a bitter taste in my mouth. I started to calm down and when my attack subsided, I gathered any strength left in me to carve a smile at the man I love in front of me.
"I was so worried about you." He whispered. I felt guilty for worrying him.
"I-I'm sorry. I d-didn't mea-'' I wanted to apologize before he pulled me into his embrace again and he stroked my head.
"I'm glad you're okay now. I was so scared." He whispered again. After a while, he pulled away and sat next to me and turned his body towards me. I turned to face him and stared into his eyes.
"What happened? Why are you in the park having a panic attack?" He asked.
There was a little pressure in his voice. I kept my mouth shut, unable to tell what had happened. When I turned my face away from him, avoiding his gaze, he cupped my right cheek. At that point I had remembered the slap earlier.
"Why is your cheek red?" I was rendered speechless.
I don't know how to explain. I don't want to cause trouble between his mother and him but I can't lie to him either. So, I just kept my mouth shut. When he saw I was being quiet, he began to feel restless again.
"Tyler. Answer me." He ordered.
"N-Nothing. It's nothing, Kyle." I said while avoiding his gaze. He cupped my cheeks, making me look into his burning eyes. I knew he was demanding for an answer. My eyes started to fill with tears again.
"I met with your mother just now." Was all I could mutter and that changed his facial expression immediately.
He pulled me towards his car and drove off. Ten minutes later, we arrived at a driveway of a house, he slipped out and asked me to follow him. I followed his footsteps before he barged in and called out for his mother.
"Mom!" His voice boomed.
"In the kitchen, honey." He strutted towards the kitchen and I followed behind slowly.
My heart started to pound hard. When we arrived at the kitchen, his mother was sitting with Amanda. Their smiles dropped from their faces when they saw me. I hung my head low.
"Why did you bring him here? He's not welcome!" Gina shouted and I flinched.
"He had every right to be here, with me!" Kyle fought back. His mother stood from her seat.
"You know what, it's better for him to be here. I got news for you, Kyle. About him! Did you know he was married before? And he killed his own husband. Did you know that you are dating a free, walking and breathing murderer?!" She mocked. I heard Kyle scoffed.
"You don't believe me? Why don't you ask Amanda since she works in the same office with that murderer's deceased husband!" She snarled.
"Is it true? That you work in his dead good-for-nothing husband's office?!" Kyle growled. I heard gasping. I lifted my head a bit and saw both Gina and Amanda's eyes widened. I saw Amanda nodding his head.
"Then you should've known what Tyler's defence was." Amanda shook her head. Kyle scoffed again.
"That's where both of you fucked up." I flinched at Kyle's cursing.
"What are you talking about? Do you even know what happened between them?" Gina snarled. Kyle let out a heavy sigh and placed both of his hands on his hips.
"He was tried for self defence. Frank or his dead bastard of a husband had abused him for a year and a half. He even raped Tyler, mom. His dead husband had slapped, punched, kicked and even gashed his skin and Tyler defended himself when that son of a bitch wanted to kill him!" Kyle seethed with anger. Their faces were even more shocked than before.
"As if his abuse wasn't enough, even after he died, his actions were the causes of Tyler's depression and anxiety. He even tried to off himself twice!" The reminder of all the things that had happened came back and it hurts to remember it. I walked slowly towards Kyle and held his arm. He looked down at me and I looked up into his eyes. His eyes were laced with guilt.
"It's okay." I said to him and he shook his head.
"No. It's not okay." He said with a cracked voice before looking back at his mother and Amanda.
"He even tried for the third time. And guess what, this time it was my fault, mom. Because I separated him and Maya, he tried for the third time. If I didn't happen to pass by at that time and saved him, he won't be here, standing right next to me." His eyes started to fill with tears.
"And how could you slapped him. How dare you call him a murderer without listening to his part of the whole truth?!" He hissed.
His mother's mouth opened and closed as if she tried to say something but nothing came out. Both of them have a guilty look on their faces. Suddenly I felt pity for them but I couldn't do anything.
"This is my final warning. Stay away from him or I wouldn't let my daughter see her grandma ever again." He warned before pulling me out of the house and I could hear gasped from them.
Their eyes widened with shock including mine. I heard his mother calling him a few times but Kyle didn't pay her any attention and quickly got in his car. I followed after him. When we were inside his car, silence engulfed us. Kyle was still upset and I can't utter another word. Only the sound of the radio accompanied us.
"I'm so sorry, Ty. I'm sorry for everything." He apologized suddenly. I looked at him before reaching out my hand to hold his.
"You didn't do anything wrong, Kyle. Please don't apologize." I coaxed.
"But she's my mother. She should not have wronged you like that."
"It's okay. Give her time. I'm sure she would understand it. But don't hate her, Kyle. Don't separate her from her granddaughter. I begged you." I pleaded with him.
She may have done wrong towards me but she doesn't deserve to be away from her granddaughter. I don't blame her because she didn't know the whole truth about what had happened to me.
"Why are you defending her? She wronged you, Ty. She slapped you, she even called you a murderer for goodness's sake." He retorted.
"It's because she didn't know the truth, Kyle. If she did, I'm sure she wouldn't react that way to me."
"Even if she didn't know the truth, she still shouldn't have judged you blindly like that. No one deserves to be called a murderer, especially when they tried to save themselves from abusive partners." I gave him a bitter smile. I appreciate that he stood up for me even if it was to his mother. I felt my heart swell with love even more.
"Thank you." I thanked him and he glanced at me shortly while giving a smile.
We arrived at my house 20 minutes later and got out of the car. We walked side by side each other before a thought passed in my head.
"Where's Maya, by the way?" The moment those words left my mouth, I heard her squeaky voice, calling my name.
"Tyler!" She was held by my mother in her arms. My mother put her down and she instantly ran towards me. I opened my arms for her and she ran right into me as always. I kissed her chubby cheek and she let out an adorable giggle.
"When I couldn't reach you, I went back to your house to look for you. But your mom said you left to go somewhere with the driver. And when the driver came back and said he thought you already went home when he went to pick you up at the cafe. But you weren't there. So I left Maya here with your mom while I went out to find you." I felt guilty for troubling everyone.
"I'm sorry." I apologized to him and my mother and both of them shook their heads.
"It's okay, honey. As long as you are home safely." My mother said before she hugged me.
After she pulled away, all of us went inside as it was getting dark. Kyle and Maya stayed for dinner but when it was time to go home, she refused to let me go. So, they ended up staying for a night.
I knocked on the guestroom door and stood outside before it was open. A shirtless Kyle stood in front of me and my breath hitched. My eyes were wide open and I could feel my face reddened.
His body was so toned and impressive. I could even see the creases in between his abs before my eyes landed on his defined V-line. After I finished checking him out, I handed out the clothes in my hands towards him while forcing myself to look somewhere else.
"Uh.. T-this is m-my father's p-pajamas." I stammered while trying to avoid his playful gaze. He leaned against the door frame with his hands in his pocket.
"Would you like to come in?" He asked playfully.
God he was enjoying this. I shook my head gently. He let out a chuckle before grabbing the clothes in my hands. I tried to turn around to walk away before I started obsessing over how defined his V-line was, but I felt my wrist was being grabbed.
I turned around to look at him and he walked towards me before that same hand cupped my chin and he leaned in closer, kissing my lips. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. I felt my heart pounding in my chest. I parted my lips slightly and he slid his tongue inside. His taste was intoxicating.
He pulled away after a while and I was catching up with my breath. My cheeks were flushed with scarlet. His eyes were clouded with desire. There was self restraint presented in his eyes. We gaze into each other's eyes for a while.
"I love you, Tyler." He whispered against my lips.
"I love you too, Kyle." I replied to him. His lips curved into a smile. He moved his lips to kiss my cheeks, forehead, nose and finally my mouth.
"Goodnight." He wished. I smiled at him.
"Goodnight. Sweet dream." I wished him back. He let go of my chin and I made my way back to my room which was a few doors from him.
I leaned my back against my door with a wide smile on my face. My heart was filled with sheer happiness and contentment.
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