We both moved to the back patio area, closing the sliding door behind us.
Kyle distanced himself and my hands subconsciously relaxed. I wasn't afraid of Kyle, but out of habit I was wary whenever I was alone.
Kyle seemed to notice. He took an extra step back, looking guilty. "Jake..."
"Sorry..." I told him, wiping the sweat from my hands onto my shirt, trying to be discreet. "I'm not scared of you."
Embarrasment and guilt were clearly visble on his face. "I wouldn't be surprised if you were scared of me. I haven't been myself this past month."
I nodded slowly. "I know."
He grimaced. "It must be terribly obvious if even you noticed."
I cracked a smile at the joke. Feeling awkward about standing, I pointed to the steps. "Do you want to sit down?"
"Yea, that'll be better." He sat down first.
I sat down on the other end, just keeping some space.
