Tyler
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"What do you mean he's back early?" Troye asks keeping his eyes glued on his lap. His face has become an unnatural shade of white. What is going on? This can't be good he just pushed me away and now he looks extremely worried. He listens to Jonah, I'd seen the name on the screen, talk for a moment.
"Okay. I'll see you later." He listens for a moment. "Okay. Yeah. Bye." He hangs up the phone shoving it back in his pocket. He bows his head and tugs at his chocolate brown locks in frustration. I wrap an arm around him and he leans into my side with his head still bowed. I rub his back not pressuring him to say anything knowing that he'll tell me when he wants too.
It's several minutes before he sits up straight and takes a deep breath. He lets out the breath and looks around the room before locking eyes with me.
"Austin's back." he says and I can feel my eyes go wide at his words. It's only the 10th Austin wasn't suppose to come back to school until the 15th at the earliest. Why the fuck would JMA even allow an attempted rapist back into their school? I think about that for a moment before remembering that Austin Moore is the richest, most popular kid, besides me, in school. I have no doubt in my mind that Austin's dad "donated" thousands of dollars to the school so they'd let his disgrace of a son back into the school.
It doesn't matter that he's back. I'm not going to let him anywhere near my Troye. Most of the teachers (all the ones that had Austin) know what really happened. They surely aren't going to let Austin be around Troye unless Troye says he wants Austin around. Which obviously isn't the case seeing as the blood drained from face when Jonah told him Austin was back.
I realize it must have already been a few minutes since Troye told me what was going on. He looks worried and tears are starting to form in his eyes. I wrap my arms around him and kiss his forehead.
"Shh. It's okay. I'm not going to let him anywhere near you. He's not going to hurt you ever again. I love you, Troye." I have no doubt in my mind that I will never get tired of saying those words to him. Those words will always ring true no matter what happens to us. Troye is with out a doubt the love of my life.
"I love you too, Tilly." I don't think there is any other phrase in the whole world that compares to that. It makes my tummy turn every time he says it. I kiss his head again as I pull out my phone to text Connor. I need to go talk to Austin but I don't want to leave Troye alone. I know there is a lot of ways I could distract but I choose my favorite method.
I pull Troye closer to me as I grip his jaw in my hand. A blush creeps over his cheeks. He's looking down trying to fight off a smile. I wait a few seconds just staring at the beautiful smooth planes of his face. That cute birthmark on his cheek. His long eyelashes. Eventually his eyes flutter shut telling me that he what he wants.
I lean forward pressing my lips against his feather light. Troye's not having that though pulling me closer as deepens the kiss. Troye is very impatient immediately swiping his tongue across my bottom lip begging for entrance. I let him in not really feeling like teasing him today. I just want him to forget Austin. I want him to happy.
We continue kissing slowly until I hear the sharp tap of knuckles against the door followed by Connor's voice. "Troyler stop making out." I pull my lips away from Troye looking over my shoulder at Con as he walks in.
"I'm going to talk to Austin. I'll see in seventh period." Troye looks displeased that I'm going to talk to Austin with good reasoning though. He looks like he doesn't want me to leave. I peck him on the lips then grab my coat walking out of the room. I assume Austin's is in his room so I walk over to his building and up to his room after shrugging on my coat.
My knuckles hit the door with an echoing tap. I can hear Jonah and Austin inside arguing over something. I hear Jonah say he'll get the door then a few seconds later the door opens. I step back as Jonah steps out and shuts the door behind him. He leans forward and whispers in my ear.
"I'm leaving for a bit. He's a bit frustrated right now. I don't think anything has changed. I don't think whatever they did to him helped at all. Good luck." He pats my back then brushes past me leaving me to stare at the door of their room until I calm myself down enough to knock on the door.
"Come in, Tyler." Austin calls through the door in a low voice. I reach for the door knob and slowly turn it still not entirely sure what I'm actually going to say to him.
I'm shocked when I see his head pop up from looking into his dresser. He's cut his hair so short that it's almost buzzed. He's wearing a very plain looking shirt that doesn't live up to his usual rich boy look. He stands up from his squat and sits down on his bed. He looks up at me with a cold plain look on his face. He almost looks emotionless but I can see just a little something in there.
I stand in front of him for several minutes waiting for him to say something. Anything. He just sits there staring at me with a sad look on his face. Eventually I realize that he isn't going to willingly speak up so I do instead.
"Why'd you do it, Austin?" He runs the back of his neck as he looks down into his lap at his atrocious baby vomit green jeans. His hands come. forward to pull on his hair like he does when he's frustrated but there isn't really any hair there any more so he runs a hand over his hair.
"I don't know. I know he was thinking of dumping me anyways. He never really wanted me. He always wanted you. Everyone wants you because your fucking perfect." I don't say anything as he lets out a frustrated sigh. I let him continue to speak. "I never really wanted him. I wanted the tree house. He was easier to get to them you obviously. I guess I wanted to get back at you too. I'm jealous of Troye. I wish I had what you two obviously have. You just have to take everything from me. Don't you, Tyler? My virginity, my friends, my status, Troye." As soon as he says that of room Troye from him I snap keeping my voice low and intense.
"Troye was never yours. Austin we could have had that. If you weren't such a fucking pure asshole you could having anyone. You act all sweet and you seem like the best boyfriend ever. Then one day you start saying problematic shit. You start
pointing out people's insecurities. Austin you could be an amazing guy if you quit being such a dick head. Troye really did like you a lot. He honestly wanted to make it work."
"Tyler, I'm still in love with you." He's not even looking me in the eyes as he makes a statement that means so much. How can he possibly still be in love with me? I hear a gasp tumble out of my mouth as my jaw drops and my eyes widen. After all this time? We have been absolute worst enemies since we broke up. Other than that time we were drunk last year but that didn't mean anything to me. It must have meant a lot to him. I can't understand how he can possibly still have any feelings for me other than hatred.
It makes sense though if I think about it. He always sabotaged every single one of my friends with benefits. All of my relationships. He made sure that if he couldn't have me no one else could. He always had a sad look on his face when he saw me. He always cringed when he saw me with someone else. It all makes sense now. That's the other reason he wanted Troye. He knew I was interested in him so of course he had to take him. Of course Troye went along with it. Troye doesn't know about the popular world he doesn't know that's Austin's rep is as fake as mine. All of this is going through my head as Austin looks up at me with the most sorrowful eyes. I feel no pity for this monster as I shut my mouth. I open it again to speak.
"How?" He thinks about this for a long time seeming to be thinking of how he should word his explanation. It's several minutes before he replies to me with a soft voice. A voice that sounds like he's on the verge of crying.
"The same reasons. The way you move. The way your voice gets higher when your excited. The way you never go anywhere without doing your hair. The way you sing and dance. You, Ty. It's just you, Ty. I've been trying since we broke up to let you go but I just can't for some reason. I don't want to be in love with you. It fucking hurts but I can't stop."
"Try harder." I turn away walking towards the door of the room. I stop with my hand on the door knob not even bothering to turn around as I speak in the most serious tone I think I have ever used in my entire life.
"Stay away from my boyfriend and all of my friends." I say and walk out of the room before he can even even reply. The bell rings and I head back to my room.
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A/N
Hey guys what's up its Amanda and I'm really sorry that this took so long. Well here's little chapter and I'm not sure what I think about. I guess I'm pleased with it. If you liked any part of this chapter please:
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