#pardona

Drawing @lavender-mochi 's ocs part 1!!!

asfghjkl, thanks, kitten! The name Kyle gives me so many feels btw, you demon nonnie, you.

Tossing his backpack to the floor of the hallway, he let the door slam shut behind him as he kicked off his shoes.

"Mum?!" he called through the house, wondering if she was in. "Mum?!" he tried again. "Mu-" he stopped, catching sight of himself in the hallway mirror. Sighing, he ran a finger over the bruises under his eye, wincing from his own touch. It was nothing. He'd dealt with worse. 

Being the typical teenage boy, he had no idea how to look after the bruises, cuts, scrapes and occasionally broken bones other inflicted on him. They were there; he just focused on hiding them instead of healing them.

"Oh, great, you're home" his mother said flatly, walking down the stairs with his baby sister on her hip. She handed the baby to Kyle, or somewhat in his direction, and strutted over to the mirror.

"You can look after her for me tonight, Kyle, I'm going out" she instructed, applying a bright pink lipstick that made her look like an overcooked prostitute. 

"Mum, I have a test tomorrow. I need to study."

"You should have done that during the week then, shouldn't you?" she told him, tutting.

"I have. I don't want to fail again."

"So don't" It wasn't that easy. "I'll be back by three. Byebye, sweetie" she said sweetly, kissing the top of the baby's head. "Bye Ky" she said bluntly before fleeing out the door. 

She didn't even notice his black eye.

Kyle tried to study but running around after the infant got in the way. Sitting her on his lap, he tried to do it this was but she just wouldn't keep still. This situation wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't what happened practically every night. He was tired of her bringing home strange men and expecting him to be able to look after his sister. 

It was no use, he'd have to focus on the baby. By the time she was asleep, Kyle was exhausted. He sat at his desk in his room trying to study but couldn't keep his eyes open.