Blind side (Tronnor AU)

12. Away

Connor didn't speak to him for seven days.

The first day Caspar lounged on Troye's bed against his will, not saying much and just being there. When the evening came and Troye still didn't say a single word, Caspar ordered pizza, remembering to get a pineapple topping, which made Troye smile a little. Still quiet, he set up Mario Kart multiplayer for two.

The only game at which Caspar didn't suck, however, was FIFA, therefore Troye got bored with beating him really quickly. He just laid back on the floor in his room, watching the ceiling instead of his friend.

"Tell me about your girlfriend," Troye asked, his voice hoarse from not using it for too long.

Caspar paused the race, leaning back too so he was lying next to Troye, "About Gaby? We broke up long time ago."

Troye didn't prompt him for more, and they fell into a long silence.

"I think I might have loved her," Caspar said unexpectedly after a few minutes, his voice thoughtful, "I really might. She is good and smart. She said that it was too much for her to handle and she needed to focus on her own life." When Caspar didn't add anything, Troye thought that he was done, but more words spilled from his mouth, "I didn't believe her at first, but I know she would never lie to me like that." Troye never heard this much sadness and longing in someone's words. "I hope it works out for her."

Caspar sat up to reach for a slice of pizza next to him and unpaused the game.

Troye couldn't help but think that Caspar and he both knew how it felt to offer someone the best of yourself and realize that sometimes your best is just not enough for them.

But Troye also knew how it felt to bare everything, expose even your worst, darkest parts, only to find out that it wasn't enough either.

He reached for controller and started driving a small pixelated car around.

The second day Tyler facetimed him in the morning.

Troye could immediately tell that his friend knew what happened. He sighed, "You know."

Tyler gave him a sad, sorry smile, "He didn't tell me a lot, but I can figure out the rest. Wasn't a complete shock. You weren't exactly discreet."

Troye chuckled bitterly, "That obvious, huh?" He watched as the image of Tyler contorted and span, as he laid down on the pillows.

"Yeah, from the day one," Tyler replied, settling in more comfortably for a conversation, "He wasn't much better either. When you visited, everyone literally puked rainbows at what a cute couple you make."

Troye couldn't contain his angry laughter.

Tyler perked up, "What's so funny?"

"He has a boyfriend."

Tyler looked at him weirdly, "He didn't tell you?"

Troye frowned at the screen, "Didn't tell me what?"

Tyler was looking at him with fearful eyes and shaking his head disapprovingly, "You both are a fucking mess. He broke up with him. A long time ago. Even before San Francisco."

Troye stared blankly at the phone, "He never told me." Tyler gave him a 'duh' look, pursing his lips. Surprisingly, he looked genuinely mad. "Ty, why do you look so pissed?"

"He should have told you. This wouldn't be such a disaster if he had just fucking told you."

For once, Troye thought that he couldn't entirely blame himself, although that didn't make him feel better a single bit.