Our Tiny Mate (boyxboyxboy)

(Edited) Part Twenty Six Tylers P.O.V

I can't breathe. Oh god. I can't. It, it won't work. I clutched my head as the room span. I could hear my brother talking to me but I can't make out what he's saying. My chest hurts. My lungs are burning so bad. Why? H-how did this happen? My precious, beautiful little mate tried to kill himself. Why? Was it something I've done? Have I said something? What? Why? I can feel him giving up brought our bond. Why would he chose to leave us? Were we that bad as mates? What about our kids? Shit! Our kids! Why would he want to leave them? Why would he chose to do that? God I can't think! Can't breathe! Help. Help.

'Tyler!'

I can hear voices screaming at me but I can't respond. Can't they see I'm desperate. I'm trying to force my lungs to inhale more air in. But they won't. They can't. I can't. So I stopped fighting and let my mind go black.

Kylers P.O.V

'Tyler!' I cried as my twin went limp. He was having a panic attack. A bad one too. He wouldn't calm down and I could feel him giving up. I could feel the bond we shared falter and it hurt. It hurt so bad.
'Dad! Dad! Help me please!' I begged, seeing him slump to the floor despite my efforts to hold him up. My legs couldn't hold my own weight anymore so I slumped to the floor with him, tears streaming down my face, blurring my vision. 'Don't leave me. Please. Don't. I-i c-can't do this on my own.' I sobbed as I felt the pain in my heart double, telling me that both my mates were in trouble.
'Son?' Dad came running into the room with Rocco and Ethan on his heels. 'Come here ky! let's get you some fresh air?' Dad said softly as he tried to lift my twin off me. I didn't let him.
'No!' I cried out as I felt my arms being restrained and Ty lifted up off my lap and into he bed next to Dee. Ethan immediately busied himself sorting out my brother.
'Come on son, let's go to your room for some rest ok?' Dad tried to reason with me as him and Rocco lifted me off the floor. My legs wouldn't hold me up. 'Come here son.' Dad cooed gently as he lifted me up into his arms and cradled me so gently to his muscular chest. I immediately tried to get out of his hold but he held fast.
I shook my head furiously. 'I..I c-can't.' I choked out, 'dad I can't leave them. They need me.' I sobbed.
Ignoring my words dad settled me into his arms and carried me out of the room, whispering comfort to me as we walked away from my mates and into the house.