Kyle, the secret sadist

(Author note: Hey! So this is the first time I've posted anything on here! I was that inspired for the 'Kevin' storyline on here that I felt like I really needed to make my own! So some stuff will be inspired, but I'll of course try to not copy anything and give readers a new experience on it all! Thank you all for reading, and I hope you can all enjoy and feel inspired the same way I did!)

Masked in the shadow of the street, Kyle scuffed his shoe against the curb and stared up at the glowing, bass-thumping, bubble of the party. He had been invited, but had declined - with him being much more of a short, skinny nerdish guy, it was clear he wouldn't exactly fit in... still, that hadn't stopped him from checking the place out at a distance...

Kyle had never exactly liked Jess; for all the years he'd grown up in the background of the lives of the 'popular' kids she had always seemed the most entitled of them; a stuck-up _cheerleader _that could seemingly get her way with anyone with just a flick of her hair and a well practised pout... and all because she was hot...

Kyle chewed his cheek resentfully, letting his eyes linger on an open upstairs window and seeing something moving inside. Over the thundering music of the party, Kyle turned his head, hearing what sounded like Jess, but yelling at someone. Paying particular attention to the room the 'fight' was coming from, Kyle moved closer, trying to get a better look before a small object came hurtling out of the room, almost hitting him square in the face. In unison, he heard both Jess and what sounded like Kevin, a recent acquaintance, gasp and curse.

Unsure of exactly what was going on, and even more unsure of why Kevin and Jess would be in an upstairs room alone together, Kyle looked down at the ominous ring, holding it up to get a better look at it in the warm glow of the house. The green jewel sparkled and seemed to almost entrap his gaze, holding him just long enough to almost forget the pair would likely be in quick pursuit.

Curiosity got the better of him and he slowly checked to see if the ring was his size, and despite his skinny finger, it seemed to perfectly fit... as if it was made for him. He almost completely forgot where he was, if it wasn't for Kevin rushing out the front door a moment later. Kevin stopped, his eyes darting between Kyle and the ring, before a sadistic grin covered his face.

"Kevin? What the hell is-" Kyle tried to speak, somewhat overwhelmed by this whole situation. Yes, he came down here when he likely wasn't wanted, but now he was possibly getting involved in a fight? It didn't seem right... but Kevin was quick to act on his toes and speak, knowing Jess wasn't far behind.

"Quick! Wish for Jess to not touch that ring!" Kevin demanded as he gasped for air, falling over and landing flat on his face as he did, all his effort, and now trust, being placed in the hands of someone he only recently met. Kyle looked almost confused at first, not even sure what he meant by to 'wish' for it, and instead moved to help Kevin up.

As Kyle moved closer, he saw the front door **** it's way open, as if a bull had just crashed through with no care for who or what was in it's way. Though this bull was called Jessica... and she was pissed. She came charging towards them both, and in a sudden panic, and with the half-hearted guidance of Kevin, Kyle yelled towards Jess, "I wish you wasn't allowed to hurt us!?".

In an almost comic-like fashion, Jess shuddered as Kyle yelled, partially realising what had happened, but not caring as her rage was clearly too hot to be sheltered by some puny guy's wish... right? "Fuck you!" Jess pulled her arm back and threw her hand forwards, about to hit Kevin on the back of the head. But instead, she gently rested a hand on his shoulder, all effort into the hit now gone.

Kevin started to laugh at what had happened, quickly getting up and standing next to Kyle, "Yes! Okay, now..."