Hey, sorry it has been so long. I really have no excuse for this except my own selfish laziness. Forgive me? Oh and by the way, in this chapter the story finally starts to get somewhere. I'd appreciate anyone with any opinions on the story to relay them to me. Thanks. Ah well, on with you now, read the story.

Punishment
Chapter 7
Kyle’s P.O.V

My head hurt again, a dull pounding pain as if my head was full of cotton buds and there was a heavy object inside bouncing around with them. I almost wanted to summon the warm and calm black darkness of unconsciousness back to me, however my curiosity and a strange need to open my eyes and look around overtook all conscious thought and I gave in to my mind. As I slowly and blearily opened my eyes to blinding light I had the strangest feeling of déjà vu. The only difference was the feel of a soft and comfortable bed beneath my body instead of the harsh inflexibility of my bedroom floor and the warmth in my hand. Wincing and turning my strange fuzzy vision slowly toward the direction of my hand I smiled to see a familiar and reassuring although somewhat blurry face beside me.

“Kaelan?” I asked the blurry face hesitantly and unfocusedly trying to get my eyes to focus on the figure by my bedside “Is that you?”

The disarray of blue and black hair turned towards me and my vision became accustomed to the bright light and cleared enough to help me distinguish the face. It was Kaelan sitting beside my bed and I was overwhelmingly happy to see him here.

“Kyle, I’m so relieved that you’re finally awake. You gave me quite a fright when I found you lying unconscious on the floor at school with a broken arm.” Kaelan answered giving me a look of concern and relief, he also looked strangely cautious as though he was waiting for me to act insanely or to jump to my feet and throw myself out a window or something stupid along those lines “I carried you to the nurses office and she called an ambulance for you, you’re obviously lying in hospital. You’ve been just lying there lifelessly for so long I thought you would never regain consciousness. I thought you were in a coma or something. I was really...worried about you.”

I looked around me wearily and sighed. This meant trouble, the kind of trouble that would equal pain, torment and spilt blood for me; I just had to hope that no one had figured out my little after school secret. My eyes widened at the thought of someone else knowing my secret before I calmed down enough to assess the situation I was in. I eyed Kaelan calculatingly trying to figure out if he had figured out my little secret, sighing gently I gave up on that deciding I was being far too paranoid and that if Kaelan knew he would have said something to me. Or at least I expect he would have said something, Kaelan seemed like too nice a person to let something like what was happening to him continue happening if he knew about it.

“Why do you keep sighing like a lovesick teenage girl?” Kaelan asked teasingly his deep blue eyes dancing with amusement “Are you sighing over me and my dreamy eyes or something? Shall I leave the room so you can begin squealing like a fan girl? Or should I stay so you can moon over me?”

Laughing I smiled and then winced from the pain that pushed its way through the morphine I was on. I idly cursed the ribs that had been hurt and the damn jocks who had brought my original wounds to the nurses attention.


“Yes, I admit it, you’ve caught me, I confess; it’s those dreamy blue eyes of yours! I just can’t get you out of my head, god Kaelan, do me, do me now!” I exclaimed in a breathy girlish voice teasing Kaelan right back. For a moment it was just like the past few days again, until Kaelan opened his mouth again to speak and my heart dropped at his words.

Kaelan smiled at me and laughed lightly “Sounds like you’re almost back to normal and I’m glad to know that your funny bone wasn’t broken” he stated in amusement before his face and the tone of his voice turned serious again “but I was really worried when you didn’t turn up to school this morning and then I found you lying unconscious on the floor of the school corridor. What happened to you? Why were you late and why were you unconscious on the floor at school?”

I looked away upset unable to look Kaelan in the eyes and answer his question because it hurt me too much. I tightened my grip on his hand unthinkingly trying to erase some of the heaviness in my heart with his comforting warmth. Wait, I tightened my grip on his hand? Why exactly was he holding my hand in the first place? Was he that worried about me that he decided to hold onto my hand while I was unconscious? The thought made me feel guilty and slightly confused at the same time.

Or...was it...that he was? No that couldn’t be it, no way Kaelan wasn’t in love with me right? The flirting and the teasing...they were just games...weren’t they? No, they were! I’m sure of it, they were all fun and games. He doesn’t love me and I most certainly don’t love him. I pushed the niggling doubts and tormenting thoughts out of my mind before I could dwell on them too much and actually convince myself of an answer and returned my mind back to the conversation Kaelan and I were having.

“Kyle? Please, tell me what is going on with you?” Kaelan pleaded with me his eyes shimmering with suppressed tears that threatened to spill over as his speech grew more passionate and emotional “Whatever it is, whatever is happening we can get through it together. We’re good friends aren’t we? You trust me don’t you? We’ve only known each other a few days but I thought we had a connection, I thought we were close. I care about you and I can’t stand the thought of you being hurt or of you hurting yourself. So please let me in, let me know what’s happening so I can protect you from it, whatever it is. Tell me what is wrong, what’s going on. I just want to be able to help you, but if you want my help you need to tell me what is happening!”

I stayed silent unable to say anything, to reply to any of his impassioned words. Tears began to prick painfully at my own eyes as I listened to Kaelan talk and my throat grew sore and thick as I tried not to just break down and cry. I couldn’t cry in front of him; that would just make him more worried and concerned. I wanted him to drop the topic and let it go. There were many reasons I didn’t want him to know my secret; fear of disgust, of betrayal, I didn’t want him to know my shame and the number one reason, what if he told someone and they did something, or what if he did something himself? It wasn’t worth the pain, trouble and stress it would cause. I looked away and shut my eyes to stop the tears that were welling in my eyes from flowing over. I shook my head mutely temporarily unable to speak through the thickness in my throat and the unbelievable pain in my heart. It was like a heavy burning weight made up of guilt, emotional burden and the burning fire of caged hope.


Kaelan turned my face to his and whispered my name softly his eyes filled with an unfamiliar emotion; LOVE. I opened my eyes carefully to look into his eyes to find his face only inches from my own.

“I-“I whispered quietly before any coherent thought I had was cut off by his lips softly covering my own. To say I was shocked was putting it mildly and for a few brief moments I was motionless unable to comprehend what was happening to me, soon though I was kissing him forcefully back; the originally soft and innocent kiss growing more heated and passionate with every passing moment as I lost myself in the feel of freedom and his soft lips against my own.

Please read and review! Thank you for reading. Also if anyone has an opinion on what they would like to happen now then feel free to tell me; would you like a) a hospital smut scene, b) almost a hospital smut scene until Kyle freaks out becuase he's been raped, c) the kiss to end and Kyle's 'dad' to come and 'visit', or d) Kyle to freak out and yell at Kaelan. Thanks.