Lyle's POV
Surprisingly, the day turned out pretty good after that. I mean, if they wanted to come at me, they would either get strangled to death, get punched by Malcolm, or get ran over by Chelsea's car. I'm glad they're smart.
Chelsea decided that we go to the mall to release some stress but Malcolm immediately said "Hell no. The mall turns into torture when I'm with you guys." So we're the only ones that went.
"What do you want for your birthday this weekend?" She asked me as we strolled around the mall.
"Surprise me with your oh so great mind." I joked and she thought for a moment.
"How about a dildo?" She said and I squinted my eyes before hitting her with my bag.
"If you get me that, I will shove it down your throat." I threatened her and she laughed at me.
"Anyway, what are
