Kyle had spent the night thinking about Akina and how f****d up everything was. Why? That was one question he needed answers to but he could not ask Akina, he had to respect her decision not to tell him even though it broke him.
“Kyle!” Jackson called him and Kyle snapped out of his thought.
He turned to Jackson looking like hell because he had not gotten any sleep. “Yeah, what’s up?” Kyle asked and then rubbed his eyes with his knuckles.
Jackson’s eyebrows creased. “Did you get any sleep? And what the hell happened to your eye and cheek?”
This was what he wanted to avoid, the questions but Linda had insisted he go to school and learn something. “It’s a long story, one that I don’t have time to start telling,” Kyle replied. He still looked like crap and his cheek had turned a slight pu
