Frozen Flames - Troyler AU [Discontinued]

Chapter 17 - Detached

Tyler's POV

*TRIGGER WARNING* (I'll put one where it will actually be)

I woke up to a loud bang and a cold bed. I sleepily sat up and reached for my glasses, I put them on and lit my bedside lamp. I gasp as I see Troye's body lying on the floor, shivering violently. I get up and hiss at the cold floor before scooping up Troye in my arms. I lay him down on the bed as I hear a knock on the door. I stare at the door dumbfounded for a few seconds before I tip toe my way over, I open the door to reveal Zoe standing there, I open the door for her and she quietly steps in.

"Why are you here?" I whisper shout once I've closed the door. "I was having trouble sleeping and heard a loud bang" she said back softly. "Oh" I respond to her with a nod. "Do you know what it was Ty?" she asked, seeming a bit scared. "Yes, I happen to do.... I woke up and found Troye lying shivering on the floor by the door..." I trail off and look down onto the ugly armchair I was sat in.

"Little fragile Troye caused that loud of a sound!!?" Zoe exclaimed loudly. "At least that's what I think it was" I say and look over to Troye where I had put him under the covers. She nods and I say "Do you think he's okay?" and Zoe sits quiet for about a minute before she speaks up "He seemed fine at the bonfire earlier at least" she said and I nodded.

Soon Zoe said she was going to head back to her room and we said our goodbyes. I let the door click shut softly behind her and leaned my forehead rest against the cool surface as I sighed. I turned my head to look at Troye and smiled at the sight of him sleeping.

Why does he have to look like such a dainty princess when he sleeps?

I thought to myself and sniggered softly before heading towards the bed. I lay down softly and Troye snuggled up to me. I smiled softly and pulled the blanket closer around us before drifting off into dreamland.

*Trigger warning*

I woke up about two hours later and shut off the alarm. I untangled myself from Troye and headed into the bathroom; I went into the shower and quickly cleaned my hair and body. I turned off the scolding water and wrapped a thick towel around my waist, I walked up to the cupboard and opened it, and unfortunately my eyes fell on my extra razors I kept. I put my hands down and let them clench around the cool sink. Sadly, I looked up again just to give in; I picked up one of the razors and quickly picked it apart. I took one of the blades and played with it between my fingers before I drew it across my wrist. Blood started to appear in small bubbles and I smiled at the crimson bubbles of blood. I sliced my wrist multiple times before saying 'enough' to myself.

*Triggering part over* (Unless mentions of blood trigger you, then skip to the next paragraph after this one)

I turned the tap to cold and slipped my bloody wrist under it. I watched as the crimson blood disappeared down the drain. I took some paper-towel and dried it off as much as I could before putting some gauze on it, hoping for the best that it wouldn't seep through.

I dried myself off as much as I could before wrapping the towel around my waist again. I pressed my ear against the door and heard nothing so I dared to open the door. I slipped out of the bathroom and into my closet; I grabbed a pair of boxer-briefs, socks, a pair of black skinnies and a jumper. I pulled on the underwear and dropped the towel as I continued to get dressed. I walked out of the closet and threw the damp towel into the bathroom. I went over to the bed and pressed soft kisses all over Troye's face and ended up on his lips where Troye eagerly kissed me back. I broke the kiss and said "Come on sleepyhead, you need to get up" I said and walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth and style my hair. After fifteen minutes I was back out to see Troye coming into my dorm room, dressed in a black tank top that said 'CREATE MUSIC', black skinnies, black platform converse, a grey beanie and a simple silver chain necklace. He had also tied a red-and-black flannel around his waist.