Chapter 2Kyle felt he had just done the stupidest thing he had ever done in his life. He had hurt himself many times through the course of his nearly two decades on this earth—everything from busting the back of his head open in a sledding accident to breaking his arm in four places when a branch snapped and he fell from the top of a maple tree—but he didn’t know how possible it was, until today, to hurt oneself deliberately and how the pain of the heart could be more severe than any physical trauma.
Just outside Jonathan’s dorm, he sat on the steps, sure his legs could no longer support him. He felt breathless, sick, and a part of him wanted to run back inside to tell Jonathan he was an i***t, that he hadn’t meant a word he’d said, and that he really loved him. Somehow they could make th
