Kyle: ScaredMature

"What?" Matt asked, glowering at me.

"Um... Me and Damien are, um.... We're finishing with the open relationship thing" I said shyly. I'd wanted to call it off with Matt somewhere a little more public but he'd been sat on the couch when I got home and I'd figured it was better to just get it over with. The second the words had slipped from my lips, I regretted it. Matt was unnervingly quiet and I felt my start to panic slightly. "Matt?" He clenched his jaw, glaring at me. I flinched slightly, looking down at the floor. I heard him get up but didn't know what he was doing til he grabbed my hair, forcing me to look him in the eye. "You're telling me you're picking that little shit over me?" I nodded, tears in my eyes. A muscle in his jaw twitched. And then he punched me.


"What's up?" Damien's voice rang through my phone.

I didn't even try to hide the fact I was crying. Every inch of me hurt and there was blood drying on my nose. It wasn't nearly as bad as when I'd been beaten up when Damien got arrested but I was still fucking sore.


I sniffled. "I... I told him him it was over"

"What's wrong?"

I didn't say anything, too busy crying as I realised just how pathetic I must be.

"Kyle, babe, what happened?"

"He," I sniffled, "he beat me up"

"Oh, shit. I'm so sorry, babe"


"That fucking asshole. He needs a taste of his own fucking medicine" Damien said angrily.

"It's fine. He's gone now... But I think he has a key" At the very least, he'd said he'd be back later.

"Reckon you can get the locks changed before he gets back?"

"Maybe. I don't know where he went"

"Want me to get someone over there with you?"

"Yeah" I said quietly, trying not to show how pathetic I felt.

"Okay, gorgeous. I'll see what I can do. Is there anything else I can do?"

"Don't... Don't hang up"

"I won't"

I sniffled again, knowing sooner or later a guard would come along and tell him to get off the phone.

"I love you. I'm so sorry I didn't do anything about him at Christmas"

"It's not your fault, gorgeous" ‎​

"It's my fault I wasn't there to protect you, though"

I shook my head. "I should be able to protect myself"

He sighed. "I know, I just hate the thought of not being able to do anything"

"It's okay, gorgeous"

Damien didn't say anything and I just sat there crying. I guess I was kinda lucky in that Matt fucked off before he tried anything sexual like last time.

"I love you, gorgeous" Damien said after a while.

"I love you too" "will you be okay til I can get something sorted?"

"I... I think so"

"I really don't like the thought of you being there alone if he has a key" he said sounding frustrated.

"I can put something in front of the door or something"

He sighed a little.

"I'm kinda scared" I said quietly.

"I don't blame you, babe, I would be too. I'll have someone with you as fast as I can, though. You'll be okay"

I nodded. "Okay"

"If he comes back before someone's with you, just do whatever you can to stop him hurting you"

"I'll try" See, Matt's quite a bit stronger than me...

"I love you so much. I really have to go, gorgeous. Sorry"

"I love you too" I said as the tears started up again. I didn't want him to hang up. I didn't want to be on my own.

"Come see me soon" he sniffled a little.

"I will"

"Love you" he said and hung up.

I curled up, doing my best to hide, and hoped to hell that Matt didn't come back.

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