Reasonable Doubt

"Talk," Kyle said in a stern tone after pinning me into the couch. His eyes look fierce. It's so serious I almost thought he was a jealous guy. "Now," He continued in the same tone as he pulled a chair in front of me. Sitting with cross legs, I noticed that he was wearing a denim over-a-denim, unusual for him. "Hey! You are wearing denim! Hahaha," I laughed my heart out because Kyle is a swore enemy of denim. He is so against the idea that he promised to never wear one in his life that is why I gave him the thing he is wearing now on his latest birthday just to annoy him, of course, I prepared a decent gift, I just gave the denim as a prank to see his reaction that time.

"Focus!" Kyle exclaimed. "Let's talk about what I am wearing now next time," He mumbled afterward in an embarrassed tone. Even if he tried hard to hide how he blushed when I teased him, It is still evident- It is kinda cute that it made me smile. Kyle looked at me straight to the eyes and asked me again, in a stern but caring tone."So, tell me what happened,"

"It was Michael. He went to the office and…." Kyle interrupted me in mid sentences, "Wait, wait, Michael? Didn't I tell you to request for a TRO?"

"You did, but you see, it is not that easy…." I mumbled,

"What is not easy? Wait here," Kyle calmly stood from the chair where he was sitting and clasped his phone, made a phone call, and came back after around three minutes.

All those times, I was just observing him. His broad back faces me from about five meters away while he gracefully communicates with a person on the line. Kyle always has this graceful elegance air on him that it seems no matter what he does, regardless of how menial it is- it looks dignified. Kyle came back to his seat and said, "Done," I was confused, so I asked him what was done, I was shocked when he said, "The TRO,"

"But, I think he is already in the station now. You know what, maybe we should go. You know he doesn't have a family, right? He is a foreigner, and …." Kyle hit me with a throw pillow from the couch I was sitting in. I didn't even saw him get it.

"Aww! Why did you do that?!" He just shrugged. Kyle sat next to me and whispered to my ears," Should I kill you now, so they hail you as a saint?"

I covered my ear, slightly facing him, and objected, " Are you crazy?"

Kyle just chuckled, "I think I am the sanest person in this room today," while walking towards the counter, helping himself with a cup of coffee. I followed Kyle because, for some reason, I also wanted a cup for myself. "You don't understand; Michael is not a bad person…." I am not sure if I really believe what I am saying now or not. Maybe I just can't accept the fact that I have been wasting my youth with a jerk.

I clearly saw how Kyle's expression changed gradually while listening to me and drinking his cup of coffee. I continued to speak until I was stunned when Kyle hit the counter with his hand after putting his mug on the sink. "Enough!" He shouted. I was shocked, and I was not able to speak. Kyle is not an aggressive person; at least, I did not know him to be one. "Stop it!" he whispered under his breath while looking away from me.

"I think you need to go now Kyle, I guess you are tired," I said in a shaking voice. Kyle looked at me with sad eyes and muttered, " I will be going now. I need to be somewhere. I will see you later," I just nodded as I watched him walk towards the door. I guess ten years is not enough to know a person fully. Kyle and I have been friends for ten years, but I keep seeing new things about him recently. I wonder what else should I know about him.

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Kyle starts his car, but he rests his head on the stirring wheel instead of driving away. He keeps on thinking about how Angel still defends Michael even after what happened; though he does not know the whole story yet, the idea of Angel still shielding that man is agonizing for him. Kyle's numerous questions are running on his head because right now. Aside from how Angel defended Michael, he can't forget the question James asked a while back "Why can't you answer that simple question? Is it not clear for you as well?"

Kyle whispered to himself, "Am I confused as well?" Kyle looked at the figure of Angel near the window with sad eyes. "Should I clear things up?" He asks himself, then shakes his head and starts the engine. He is off to know what really happened. Puts the address on the navigator and speed to the place where he would find his answers.