Kyle: Get OutMature

I wasn’t sure how long I was asleep. I was vaguely aware of nuzzling Damien a couple times but the first thing I remembered was groaning slightly at being woken up by shouting. I tensed when I saw Damien arguing with his mom. Why were they... Oh. That’s not good. I felt my eyes widen as his dad stormed into the studio to see what was going on.

"I thought I said you weren't allowed to see him anymore" he said angrily to Damien.

I bit my lip. Fuck.

He turned to me. “Get out”

I jumped and made my way out, a little bit hurt when Damien didn’t try to stop me or stand up for me. I ended up sat on the curb, trying not to cry. Man, when did I turn into such a pussy? I looked back at the house when I heard more shouting. After maybe ten minutes Damien walked outside and I tried to man up a little before he got over to me. Yeah, didn’t really work.

"Well, on the plus side, I've got my car keys back. On the downside, I just got kicked out and I have to pay for my methadone myself"

"Huh?" I asked, still on the verge of tears.

"You don't mind if I move in with you, do you? Only I have an hour to move out before my dad calls the cops on me"

"Of course I don't" I sniffled.

"Wanna help me get my stuff?"

I nodded and he fucked off back inside. I followed kind of nervously, keeping my head down when his folks were all glares. Damien didn’t seem to have a problem ignoring them but for some reason I couldn’t manage it anymore. Actually, I hadn’t been able to ignore the bullies the last couple of days. It was like the fight had gone from me. I helped Damien pack his stuff and carried it out to the car. I fidgeted a little in my seat on the drive to my shitty apartment. I mean, I’d managed to get a job at a grocery store and that was only just about paying the rent. How were we supposed to afford food, bills and methadone on top of that? My fidgeting caught Damien’s attention apparently as he glanced at me.

“How’re we gonna pay for everything?”

He shrugged. "Mom's gonna give me back my savings account, so that's something, I guess"

I was still kind of worried about it but it was obvious he wasn’t. The guy was just happy to finally be away from his folks. I tried to forget about it but ended up doing some working out in my head as Damien drove. I checked it a couple times and groaned a little. Damien looked at me.

"I'm gonna need like three jobs" I whined.

"I'll drop out and try and get a couple jobs"

"We're gonna need at least two each to afford everything, babe"

"I'll take as many jobs as I can manage - if they'll have me. You need to finish school, though. We can't both drop out"

"I might have to, though. I can cover the rent just about but that's it"

"Can't we just be poor and never ring up any bills?”

I laughed a little. "Unfortunately not"

He let out a sigh.

"I'll have a word with the landlord, see if he'll agree to lower the rent or something" I said and he nodded.

"I'll start looking for jobs later. I might get a job in a bar somewhere" a thoughtful look appeared on his face and I nodded slightly.

He pulled up outside my... our apartment building and I helped him drag his stuff up to our apartment. Once everything had been dragged up, we got to work on getting him moved in.

"Remind me never to move out again. All this moving in shit is too much hard work" I said, flopping on the bed once we were finished.

He chuckled, lying down with me.

"So, what do you think of the shitty apartment now?" I smiled.

"Well obviously the addition of a certain Damien has made if much less shit"

I giggled.

"I guess I should probably go and start looking for a job then" he said, not making any effort to move.

I hummed. "What time is it?"

“7.40 pm” he said, checking his phone.

I stretched out on the bed, hearing the satisfying crack of my spine clicking. "You're not going anywhere, sexy"

He looked a me.

"Can I help you?" I asked and he smiled slightly.

"I thought I was meant to be looking for jobs"

I nodded. "But you can look when I'm busy at work and won't be home alone"

"You can always come with me"

"I'm comfy" I tried not to giggle and he tutted.


I grinned at him and he planted a baby of a kiss on my lips. I kissed back and he snuggled up to me, nuzzling me as I snuggled into him. He smiled up at me and I kissed his nose. As much as I wanted to christen the sheets, if you catch my drift, just snuggling and being together was enough.

“D’you wanna get a pizza?” he asked.


I cuddled his waist as he ordered a pizza. Y’never know, maybe we could get by after all.

The End

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