Past: Tronnor

Chapter 12

***Troye's P.O.V.***

I wanted to tell him. I really wanted to tell him. However, I couldn't bring myself to say the simple words, "I was abused."

I didn't even know what to do. So I ran off. I ran to my dad's room.

I slammed the door behind me, relived that no one else but my father was in the room. I kneeled beside his bed, crying.

"Dad- dad don't leave, don't leave me" I stuttered to say the words. I didn't want my parents to leave me. Besides my siblings that's all I truly had.

My dad had no response. He was still asleep. Or maybe he's passed out. Or something. It doesn't matter. I just need to tell him. It would probably be better if he couldn't hear me.

"Dad- I never told you, I'm so sorry I never told you but," I paused. He remained silent.

"Tyler, Tyler abuses me. He abuses me all the time. He hits me and punched me several times and he's an alcoholic and it's terrible. It's so extremely terrible. I just, I want you to know that" I was sobbing now. Still no response.

I gave up after 10 minutes of silence. I realized he wasn't going to respond. So, I went to my mums room.

My siblings were still in her room so I wiped the tears from my face. And tried to make it look as if I wasn't crying. I walked in, they were all talking to my mum. And she was responding. She was actually responding.

"Where were you?" Sage asks.

"I was in Dad's room, he's not responding"

"The nurse said he's under a medication and he can hear you, he just can't respond or make any movement, but it's only for a few days" Steele points out to me.

"Hey you guys, can I talk to mum, um, alone?"

"Sure" Tyde says looking back to Steele and Sage in confirmation.

They exit leaving my Mum, me, and my secrets.

"What's wrong sweetie?" The classic mum saying.

"Well, there's something I haven't told you" My fingers wander over the bedside rail.

"What's that?" She gets concerned.

"It's about T- Tyler" I stutter with my wording.

"What about him?"

I pause. Should I say it?

Should I say it? I have to.

"He's abusive"

I wait for a response. She lays in shock. Or at least I'm assuming she's in shock.

"He's, Has he, has he hit you before?"

"Many times. He recently tried to assault me... um... sexually" A feel a drop of saltwater run from my eye down my cheek.

"Oh sweetie, did you ever tell anyone else?"

"No. I was too scared too. He's an alcoholic, he doesn't know what he's actually doing to me"

"Troye. You have to end it. You can't keep going back" A tear falls from her eye now.

"I'm not going back, promise me you won't tell anyone else" I kneel by the bed looking her in the eyes, she gives me sympathy without saying a word.

"I can't make any promises. This is serious. I'm going the have to tell the police, or Jackie, or someone"

"Mum, no you can't" I sob.

"Darling, I'm so very sorry, I have to"

"Mum I thought I could trust you!" I back away from her bed.

"This isn't something I can just keep a secret!" She snaps back at me.

"He's going to hurt me! If anyone else knows he's going to hurt me more than he did before! You don't understand!" I throw my arms up.

"TROYE. Do not yell at me. I'm calling Jackie first thing tomorrow. End of discussion."

He's going to know. My worst fear. It's a reality now. I exit her room, not even bothering to say anything else. I see a mirror in the hallway. I adjust my hair and try to wipe away the tears, but there's no chance in trying. I look around. Still no nurses around.

I lean against the wall. I slowly sink down it. No one else around. Just myself. But that changes quickly.

"Troye, I'm sorry if I upset you back there, I didn't mean to" A concerned look in his eyes.

He sits next to me. Mr. Franta.

"You can tell me. I won't tell anyone. I promise you"

Promise.

I find no point in not telling him. By tomorrow Jackie will know, the police will know. And Tyler will know. Tyler will know I told.

"I was abused" I turn to him, looking him straight in his green eyes.

"I-I didn't know, I'm so sorry"

"It's ok. Just please don't tell anyone else"

"I would never do anything you wouldn't want me to, but I want you to be safe, so don't go back" my eyes widen, surprised to hear him say this.

"I won't. Thank you"

It remains silent. For a long time.

"How about I take you to dinner tonight. You need to relax."

"Today's been a busy day, I don't really know"

"It's a great restaurant, I would know, I own it." He smirks which makes me laugh for some reason.

I actually laughed.

"Was that a laugh? Huh. I actually made Troye Sivan laugh" he gets up extending his hand to help me up as well. I take it and he pulls me up.

"Of course I'll go" I wipe the tear from my eye, feeling now comfortable and feeling almost... happy

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Early update ;). So I'm bored af right now and I'm still dying from the tronnor snapchat pictures. So that's a thing. The picture above is of the hallway in the hospital. Once again, it's not exact. Yea, well Connor hasn't uploaded so I'm impatiently waiting for that. I have like nothing to do so I guess I'm just gonna start writing the next chapter. Thanks for reading!

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