Being a Good Friend?

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Tyler's POV (What?!)

I lean on Mini's bedroom door frame with my arms crossed. Watching him sleep on his bed. I hate seeing him so upset. He won't let me help him. I can't just sit here and do nothing... I walk over to his computer chair and grab a blanket that was sitting on the chair and place it down over him. Don't worry Craig, I'll be here for you. I walk out of his room and head for the door grabbing my keys along the way. I open my car door and jump in heading towards Nogla's place.

"Where is he, Nogla!" I yell.

"He's not here. He went back home." He replies.

"Don't fucking lie to me." I point at him.

I try to barge in but Nogla puffs out his chest and puts both of his hands on the door frame.

"I know, he's in there!"

"I'm not giving you permission to come into my house and start a fight, Tyler." He says calmly.

I throw my hands up. "Bring him out here then!"

"I'm here..." Marcels voice says from behind Nogla.

A hand comes on Nogla's shoulder and Marcel walks past him. Slowly taking small steps outside the door. He brings his hands up slowly surrendering himself.

"What do you want, Tyler?" He says.

I draw my fist. I bring it up and swing. My fist goes crashing to the side of his cheek and he goes flying down onto the ground. He sits there staring at the ground. Nogla rushes down to Marcel's side to see if he's okay. He looks up at me with a disgusted look on his face. Marcel still staring at the ground.

"What the hell was that for?!"

"He know's what that was for..." I yell.

Nogla helps up Marcel.

"I should be the one punching you..." Marcel whispers.

"Excuse me? I'm not the one who broke my best friend's heart. You are! How dare you, He's been moping around the house for weeks because you told him not to speak to you any more. He's not the same person any more thanks to you!" I yell again.

People across the road start to come out of their houses from my yelling. Those assholes can stare all they want. No one hurts Craig and gets away with it!

"HOW THE FUCK AM I TO BLAME? I'M NOT THE ONE WHO CHEATED. HE DID! I SAW THE MESSAGES!" Marcel yells back.

He pushes me and I fall back on my ass. Marcel lunges towards me and grabs my shirt and yanks me up.

"DON'T EVEN START ME WITH YOU. YOU ARE THE WORST. YOU WERE JUST JEALOUS OF OUR RELATIONSHIP AND YOU HAD TO COME IN AND RUIN IT."

He swings me around and presses me against the brick wall. My head hit the wall and a massive pain came across my head.

"THINKING I WOULDN'T FIND OUT! WELL GUESS WHAT, I DID!"

"Marcel, let him go!" Nogla yells out.

Marcel loosens his grip at Nogla's voice. I take this opportunity and smack my head against his and he lets go of me completely grabbing his head in pain.

"I didn't ruin anything! You did. You're the one who broke everything off!" I lean down to him.

"HOW LONG HAVE YOU TWO BEEN DATING?! HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN GOING ON BEHIND MY BACK?! WHY WOULD YOU EVEN DO THIS TO ME? WE WERE ALL GOOD FRIENDS AND NOW LOOK AT US..." Marcel yells at me.

What! ME AND MINI DATING?! Is this what it's all about?! How the hell did he even get this idea!

"What the hell are you talking about?!" I yell.

Marcel gets back up and soccer punches me. I lose my balance a little and stumble back clutching my stomach gasping for air. I laugh at his little 'bitch move' and next thing I know I catch a fist in my eye and I fall completely back onto the ground again. Nogla finally steps in and pulls Marcel back.

"That's fucking enough! This isn't solving anything." He says while he pushes Marcel in the front door.

Marcel trying to escape him but failing. I lay on my back feeling all the effects of what he just did to me. I stare up at the sky letting all the pain surround me.

"Tyler, go before I let him go..." Nogla says to me.

I struggle to the max to pick myself up. My stomach still aching from him soccer punching me and my head pounding from the wall. I can barely see out of my left eye as I get up trying to look for my car. I turn around to Marcel and Nogla.

"I'm not gay and I'm not fucking dating Craig. He's my best friend and brother and I'll fucking protect him through everything I have. He wants you Marcel, open your eyes."

I get back in my car and head back home. How the fuck am I going to explain this to Mini...


This is just a little Tyler filler as I wanted his point of view when confronting Marcel. I don't know why but I feel like Tyler kind of did the right thing but then I feel like Marcel did the right thing too. I'm a weird person okay. I have conflicted feelings. hehe.

-Gee_oxox.


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