Heyy, sorry I am updating slowly I am really busy, probably shouldn't have started another book whilst I have so much going on! Anyway sorry it took a while but here you go!
Kyle pov
Once I had sobered up a bit I headed out to work. The women had finally left the apartment and to be honest I was quite relieved, it was kind of dragging near the end. I don't know why I do it, go from woman to woman to woman. I guess when I see Stan and Wendy together and Red and Kenny as a couple I feel quite lonely; I never had that with anyone. Back in high school I dated a girl named Rebecca throughout the whole of senior year but after we graduated we kind of grew apart. Besides, she has a husband and daughter now, I see the pictures on facebook. I hesitate outside the big double doors of my office block and then push them open, falling into character.
"Hi Kyle, good to see you." A random man said.
"Hello Kyle, having a good day?" Another person clapped me on the back. Seriously did I actually know any of these people because they all seemed to know me? Finally I opened the door to my office, closed it behind me, collapsed in my chair and put my feet up on the desk. This was the only alone time I ever really got; Kenny was always hanging around the apartment and if he wasn't there I would wake up to find someone else sleeping with me. Then I would forget who they were because I would have been wasted when I invited them back and then they'd slap me or yell and storm out. Yeah it's a great life.
"Kyle, nice to see you here today." I heard my assistant's voice and opened my eyes.
"Oh, Katrina hi." I mumbled as I took my feet off the desk.
"Were you sleeping?" She asked, puzzled.
"Erm... No, I was just thinking." I nodded.
"Rough night huh?" She smiled. "Tell me all about it, was she pretty?"
"Um... actually it's not 'she'." I squinted.
"What it's a 'he?" She looked shocked. "Geez Kyle, a little heads up might have been nice."
"No, no, no." I interrupted. "I mean there was more than one."
"What there was two?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Um... No." I replied.
"Three?" She gasped.
"Actually there were six." I sighed.
"SIX? What you had like... a sevensome?" She laughed.
"Well no, not really." I hesitated. "Because I made out with two at a time whilst the others kind of... danced around me."
"Oh Kyle... What are we going to do?" Katrina giggled.
"Anyway, can you contact human resources and see if they can get that file to me by the end of the day?" I sighed.
"Erm... Yeah sure, I'll be back in just a sec." She smiled as she left the room.
"God, what does a man have to do to get some peace around here?" I said to myself.
"I'm sorry did you say something?" The door opened and Katrina appeared again.
"Oh no I was just... singing." I chorused.
"...Ok." She ended as she left the room again. Eventually, I put my feet back on the desk and closed my eyes. Yes, sleep, finally sleep-
"Kyle, how are you, haven't seen you in ages!" I woke up again at the sound of another booming voice.
"Oh, God Dammit!" I cried.
"Well I just came to drop this off and tell you that I found you the most perfect date." The man beamed at me.
"Who are you?" I mused.
"They're pretty, they're funny and I got you a free voucher for 'Rolmino's', Saturday night." He continued.
"Who are you?" I repeated, I was so confused, unless I was asleep and this was just a dream. The random man turned and began to walk away but then spun around suddenly.
"You are gay right?" He added.
"What? No! Where would you... Why? What?" I stuttered.
"Oh sorry." He asserted and snatched the voucher back off me. "I get it, you're just not ready to tell the world yet. Kyle, just reach out and open those closet doors, no one will judge you." He turned again and walked away.
"I'M NOT GAY! I SPENT LAST NIGHT WITH SIX HOT CHICKS... ALL OF WHICH WERE WOMEN!" I yelled, then added; "AND WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" I knew the door was already closed and the random guy was probably down on the ground floor by now but I was still shrieking. I needed sleep and I knew I wasn't going to get it here. I checked my phone and read a text from Kenny that said he would be staying over at Red's. I'd have the whole apartment to myself all night and I had no time to waste. I grabbed my coat and dashed out of the fire exit in the back of my suite. Seriously, could life get any more traumatic?
Sorry this chapter is bad, I just feel like something's changed and is different from the way I wrote the last book :L Anyway, please keep reviewing and if you can tell what has changed then please tell me so I can work on it. Thank you xx
