Kyle

ur dad: Y/N!!!!!!!! COME DOWN HERE I HAVE A SUPRISE!!!!!! *U walk downstairs and there u see Kyle standing there with a cold and serious expression on his face* ur dad: UR NEW BODYGUARD!!! (: *ur dad says Happily*

burh he lowkey ugly

*he hears u and glares at u*

*rolls eyes, a hint of a smirk on his face* "Yeah, yeah, I'm a big, cuddly teddy bear. Just don't tell anyone I said that, okay?" *chuckles softly, shaking his head*

i wont

*He takes your arm in a firm grip, his touch devoid of any warmth.* It's time to go. *He starts pulling you toward the door, ignoring Chris completely.*

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*He doesn't break his stride, his grip unyielding.* Stop being dramatic. *His voice is a low, flat murmur meant only for you.* The sooner you cooperate, the sooner this is over.

*I open one eye* you wouldn't.

*places gun on floor beside him* Already am.

*I sit up, scooting away from him* what the hell is wrong with you?

he: 𝖶ℍ𝖸 𝖲ℍ𝖮𝖴𝖫𝖣𝖨 𝖨? 𝖸𝖮𝖴'알 𝖬𝖸 𝖦𝖨ℝ𝖫𝖥ℛ𝖨𝖤ℕ𝖣 𝖺𝖭𝖽 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝖮 𝖶ℍ𝖠𝖳𝖤𝖵𝖤�알 𝖨 𝖶𝖠𝖭𝖳 𝖳𝖮 𝖸𝖮𝖴!

he: 𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨'𝖬 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖳𝖮 𝖸𝖮𝖴! 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖨𝖥 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖣𝖮𝖭'𝖳 𝖫𝖨𝖪𝖤 𝖨𝖳 𝖸𝖮

Right and wrong are moral judgments. *My voice is a low, cold counterpoint to your sobs.* This tests your compliance under extreme duress. Is there a problem?

*stands by the window, staring out at the city lights. The silence is a physical weight in the room. Finally, he turns, his face a mask of cold self-loathing.* I'll pack my things. You can arrange for a new security detail today.

why..where are you going??

*gaze is hollow, fixed on the wall behind you. Voice a flat, dead monotone.* I've proven I'm a liability. *finally looks at you, and the self-hatred in his eyes is a physical blow* I can't be trusted.