group chat // bbs

fourty six

tyler wasn't enjoying himself anymore. I mean, it wasn't great to begin with, but now scott and craig were fucking dancing together, and he felt like shit. he mumbled a weak sorry to marcel as he walked towards the bathrooms.

he stared at himself for a minute in the mirror. he looked pretty good all things considered, not that it mattered, but he felt like an idiot.

"he's never going to like you after this shit. you've fucked around with him for so long, that's all you are to him now," he spat at his reflection.

"tyler, is that you?" a slurred voiced came from the stall behind him.

tyler span around, recognising the voice instantly, and pushed open the door.

"brian, what the fuck are you doing here?"

brian was leant over the toilet, cigarette in one hand and open beer in the other. he smiled a half smile and laughed. tyler forgot what he was even upset about and held his hand out for his friend. brian dropped the beer and it spilled onto the already wet floor, and he was pulled up by tyler and sat down on the toilet seat. "what on earth did you do to yourself man," he asked, spotting the various marks on brian's face.

"I- I can't really remember," brian said, slurring his words. "I had a date, that girl with the boobs from modern lit that I hooked up with last term, you know the one?" tyler nodded, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. now wasn't the time, and besides it wasn't really a surprise that brian had come with a girl, he had kept the facade up for so long already.

"I uh- we had a couple drinks," he motioned towards the puddle of beer on the floor. "and we had sex, and I told her I'm gay and in love with my best friend. and she slapped me."

tyler went to comfort him, but brian continued; "and- and then I went to go find you guys, but you weren't there yet, and it was just... just brock and her. they seemed happy, you know? and I've ruined enough for him already, he's had to save my ass too many times. so I just did the only thing I know how to do, suck dick and drink some more." he was crying now, and he looked away. "they all know now, they all know I'm gay. I've fucked everything up tyler. brocks going to hate me, he's going to hate me so much."

brian was sobbing at this stage, choking on tears and small gasps for air. tyler rubbed his back, regretting all the times he had been so harsh on his friend.

"hey tyler," brian said, almost whispering now

"yeah?"

"I... I think I need to go to hospital. I think I took something, I don't feel good"