Walking Dead: Sins of the Parents

Chapter 7 of my Walking Dead story, enjoy.

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Episode 1: Chapter 7

Kyle sat at his desk. He stared out the one window into the overcast day that laid outside as he let Mr. Carver's voice to fade into the background. Unfortunately, as he looked he happened to catch Minerva's eye.

Impulsively, Minerva immediately whispered, "What the hell are you staring at?"

Kyle hesitated. He should just tell her it was an honest mistake, and that he wasn't staring at her, just past her. But, he was growing tired of Minerva's attitude towards him, and he was growing even more tiresome of walking on eggshells around her.

"I'm not. Why? Have a complex?"

Minerva's face constricted into something unpleasant, like she smelled something rather nasty. "Stay away from me and my sister."

'Oh, here we go!' Kyle thought. "You don't get to tell me or Sophie what to do."

"If you don't listen to me, I'll-" Minerva hissed.

"Mr. Sherman and Ms. Leigh," Mr. Carver cut in. "Do you have something you want to tell the class?"

Kyle muttered a no, while Minerva stayed quiet.

"Well, since you won't tell the class," Carver declared. His face remained impartial but his voice implied a tone of superiority. "Then, I guess I'll have to give the both of you detention."

Kyle groaned audibly while Minerva pounded her desk in anger.

Carver raised a bemused eyebrow. "Have anything else the both of you want to say?"

"No, sir" Kyle muttered, whilst sarcastically stressing the final word.

Meanwhile Minerva just shook her head, but her eyes betrayed the hatred she felt for both men.

"Fine then, we'll see you both after school today." He remarked before continuing. "Now, can we continue with our discussion over the Romantic period."

The class continued on like normal. Kyle sighed inwardly as he wrote down some notes on some poet he didn't care about. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a tiny note that appeared on the corner of his desk.

"This is all your fault."

Kyle had only one guess where that came from.

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Kyle dragged his feet into detention. His mood had never been particularly great that day, but now it had reached its lowest point. It was the one day he didn't have practice, and he had been hoping he could just go home and play some video games, but he supposed he could never have any luck. The only net positive that he could think of is that he could do the homework he was assigned. He sat down at a desk near the back of the room to work on the algebra he was assigned and do the reading on Gilgamesh he was somewhat struggling to get through. He glanced up to see Carver striding his way into the room, and smug look on his face. Kyle fought the urge to roll his eyes, as he knew in the back of his mind that would only bring more repercussions down on him. Before he glanced down, Minerva strode her way into the room. Trailing behind her was her twin sister, Sophie. He tried to catch Sophie's eye, but she didn't look his way. He felt a little defeated, but he put it aside, as he knew he wouldn't have had the opportunity to converse with her anyway. Minerva however, has caught her eye. And when Carver had took the opportunity to close the blinds to close out the view of outside, the redhead had taken the opportunity to flip him the bird. Kyle had thought of retaliating, but let it go. This was going to be a long detention period.

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Finally, Kyle arrived home only to find it empty. He recalled that his Mom had announced the night before that she would be out of town and wouldn't be home until late. If he wanted, he could stay play video games until she came home, like he had planned. However, after being forced to sit still and quiet for however long he had in detention had made him restless and constricted, to the point that sitting and doing any activity seemed unappealing. He had an idea. He departed to his bedroom to change into a black t shirt with long sleeves, some grey sweatpants and a black hoodie with a grey beanie before slipping back on his sneakers. He locked the door behind him as he set off on a walk throughout the neighborhood. He had plugged his headphones into his ears as he strolled his way down the block. He turned carelessly down a street and then across an intersection. He had too many thoughts to truly put them in order. He thought of Carver, and his sadistic fascination with psychologically torturing him. He thought of Nick and of Rondi, who couldn't seem to take "no" or "leave me alone" for an answer. Then, he thought of Minerva, and her aversion to him and her over-protectiveness of her sister.

Naturally of course, that led to thoughts of Minerva's sister, Sophie. They might have been twins, but, Kyle found Sophie incredibly attractive and her sister not so.

'Perhaps.' He thought, amused. 'I am more attracted to personality after all.'

He rounded the corner of another block, and he had begun to wonder if he should head home. Then, he noticed that another person was slowly walking the sidewalk that he was strolling. The person in question was of familiar height, wearing a gray hoodie with said hood pulled up, as well as black leggings and black sneakers. He thought briefly of crossing the street to give this stranger room, when the individual turned partially and he saw a familiar face.

Kyle excitedly took out his headphones and stuffed them into the pocket of his hoodie. He advanced on the person quickly, where the girl waited for him to approach.

"Hey, Sophie!"

"Hey," Sophie smiled sheepishly.

Her hoodie seemed wrinkled and mismatched on her, and her hair seemed tufted and stuffed in the hood, as if she threw it on quickly, not caring how she looked.

"You going for a walk too?" She queried.

"No," Kyle chuckled. "I was just chasing my shadow but it keeps getting away!"

Sophie laughed and the two began making their way down the sidewalk. Both teens had their hands in their pockets, yet their elbows were almost touching.

"So how was detention?"

Kyle half shrugged. "Boring. At least I got homework done."

"Yeah," Sophie hesitated. "I'm sorry about that."

"It's fine," Kyle sighed. "Your sister is... Something else."

"You can say, 'overprotective', I don't mind." She replied.

Kyle shrugged. "That's honestly not what I had in mind, but that's a good adjective."

Sophie chuckled, which relieved Kyle. "You're not wrong, though I'm not supposed to think that."

"If you don't mind me asking, what is her deal?"

Sophie was quiet for a second. Enough to the point that Kyle worried he may have overstepped his boundaries.

Finally, Sophie seemed to breath in deep a bit before answering,

"It's kind of a twin thing, I guess. Protecting each other since birth."

"Ah," Kyle guessed that their had to be more to it than that. But, he wasn't sure if he should push the issue. He thought about changing the subject, but he didn't get the chance.

"I'm sorry about her though. Minnie comes on strong, but I promise she's a great person."

"Now that's something you're supposed to say." Kyle said reassuringly.

He glanced over and Sophie smiled at him. They held eye contact for a few moments, and Kyle couldn't help but notice how amazing she looked in the light. Sophie looked away quickly. She glanced down at her shoes and asked quietly, "What did she say to you?"

"Oh," Kyle swallowed the lump in his throat. He thought about sugar-coating the conversation, but he just decided to be honest. "She basically told me to stay away from you."

"I gotcha."

The two were quiet now as they awkwardly walked stride for stride. Thoughts were circling around Kyle's head. He wanted to keep talking to her, but he couldn't figure out what was going on. There seemed to be a tension between them, and he didn't know how to relive it. Minerva's presence was casting a shadow over them it seemed.

Suddenly Sophie spoke, "Did you have a destination in mind, or were you just walking?"

Kyle looked up, jolted from his thoughts. "No set destination. Just wanted to clear my thoughts."

Sophie nodded.

"I saw you pass by my house." She smiled shyly, which Kyle couldn't help but acknowledge how adorable she was. "And I wanted to talk to you without... anyone else interrupting."

Kyle beamed at her. He felt as if a balloon had inflated inside him and expanded with joy he felt. He couldn't describe how good it felt to know that she wanted to talk to him.

Sophie smiled back. "We've passed by my house three times now."

Kyle glanced behind her. He didn't notice that they had been walking in circles. He laughed. "I guess you're right."

"I'm very observant." Sophie chuckled. "But I know Minnie is gonna be home from the store soon. So I'll have to be going."

"I should go home too." Kyle didn't want to leave. He didn't want Sophie to leave. It felt that they had only just started walking, and he didn't want it to end.

"Do you know the area well enough to get home?" Sophie teased.

"I'm not sure," Kyle hesitated.

"Maybe I should walk you home then?"

'Oh.' Kyle thought inwardly.

"Sounds good to me." He tried to sound cool, but he wasn't sure if it came out like that.

Sophie beamed at him. "Okay."

Kyle mentioned his address after Sophie asked, but otherwise, neither of them spoke much. It was as if neither of them wanted to ruin the moment as they cherished this opportunity to actually spend some alone time.

Before they were ready, they had arrived at Kyle's driveway.

"Well, here we are," Kyle exclaimed disappointedly.

"Looks like it," Sophie matched his tone.

"I'd invite you in, but I know you need to get going before you get in trouble."

"Yeah," Sophie nodded.

"I'll see you at school, Sophie." He said softly.

He started to turn to head inside. At least he could play the games like he had planned.

"Hey, Kyle," he heard.

He turned and Sophie had opened her arms and pulled him into an embrace. Immediately, Kyle returned the hug. She was incredibly warm and smelled incredible as well. A small lock of her hair tickled his nose, but it didn't change how pleasant the embrace was.

They held the hug for seconds longer than typical before the two teens pulled away.

"Can you do me a favor, Kyle?" She asked.

"Sure," Kyle, smiled, overjoyed by his luck.

"Don't listen to Minerva."

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.