-Tylers POV-
"DING DONG ANSWER THE FUCKING DOOR!" the door bell screams. (Somehow the guys got it to scream that instead of just play bells or something when someone presses the button.)
I go to the door. Everyone (except for Jordon and me) went out for dinner, so it's just us. I open the door without checking who it is and see Aron standing there.
"Hi, is Jordon here?"
"J-just a sec. I'll see."
I hurriedly close the door and run back to the kitchen.
"Jordon!"
"Who's at the door?"
I take a deep breath. "You're not going to like this but...it's Aron."
"Why the hell is he here?!"
"I dont know...probably to talk to you..."
"Ugh, fuck! And he knows I'm here alone except for you because only my car is here. God dammit!"
"I think you should talk to him." I say quietly.
"What?"
I look at the floor. "I think you should talk to him. You guys seem to have unfinished business, and Aron wants to finish it. I'll stay with you while you talk to him if you want, though."
"Okay. Fine. I'll talk to him."
I go back to the door and open it.
"He's here, come on in. I'm Tyler.
"Aron." He holds out a hand, I don't ackowledge it and close the door behind him. We walk into the living room and see Jordon sitting one of the couches. I sit beside him and Aron sits across from us. We sit in an awkward silence for a few minutes.
"If you guys are going to talk then start talking! Sitting here doing nothing is going to accomplish nothing!" I urge them to talk.
"Fine, why are you here Aron?"
"Umm, does he know-"
" 'He' has a name. Don't talk about Ty like he isn't here. And he's a part of my family, so yes. He does know. And no he isn't leaving."
"Okay. Fair enough. I came because I want to apologize. I don't want us to be fighting anymore!"
"How about you give me an explaination then."
"For what?"
"For why you were cheating on me! WHAT FUCKING ELSE WOULD I BE TALKING ABOUT!?"
"I don't have one. I shouldn't have done it, and I'm sorry I did. I shouldn't have risked our relationship and my relationship with the other guys....Okay, that came out wrong. I'm sorry Jordon! I truely am."
"Just leave, Aron. Get out."
"Please Jordon! I don't want us to be like this forever!"
"I said get out!" Jordon stands up.
"Calm down Jordon."
"Don't tell me what to do! You gave up your place in this family the night you left, and you are not welcome back!"
"Have you even been listening to a single fucking word I've said?!?! I dont want back into the family! I just don't want you to hate me any more!" The desperation on Arons face is immense. I feel kinda sorry for him.
"Do you not realize how badly you hurt me that day?! You betrayed my trust and went behind my back! For all I know that wasn't the only time you cheated on me!"
"I'm so sorry Jordon."
Jordon goes over to Aron and punches him in the face. I flinch at the sound.
Aron cries out. "Ow, fuck!" Jordon pulls his fist back to hit him again.
I jump up and get in front of Jordon. His hand connects with my face and sends me to the floor.
"Oh, fuck! I'm so sorry Tyler! Get out Aron! I will never forgive you! Get out before I hit you again."
I hear Arons footsteps receed to the door. Once the door closes Jordon turns back to me.
"Oh god Ty! I'm so sorry!"
Blood is dripping from my nose onto my shirt.
"Come one, lets get you cleaned up."
"Okay. I'm not mad. It was my fault."
"No it wasn't."
"Yes it was. I convinced you try talking to Aron and I'm the one who jumped in front of you."
"Your shirts got blood all over it. Come on."
He gets up offers me his hand. I take it and he pulls me up. Jordon leads me upstairs through his room into his bathroom. I sit on the counter next to the sink. Jordon grabs some tissues and starts wiping the blood from my face. My face hurts like hell.
"Take off your shirt, it's got blood all over it. You can borrow one of mine if you want."
"Sure, I guess."
"Kay, I'll go get one."
Without thinking I take off my shirt and toss it on the floor. My brain finally realizes what a mistake that is. Jordon's still getting another shirt.
I jump off the counter and pick up my shirt. But before I can get it back on Jordon comes back in.
"I'm sorry Jordon!"
"No, you shouldnt be apologizing for something like this."
Tears spring to my eyes. "I'm sorry..." Jordon comes over to me and wraps his arms around me.
"I was going to tell you. I wasn't thinking when I took my shirt off. You weren't supposed to find out yet!" Tears really start coming out now.
"Shh. Im not mad. We all have our secrets. Come on."
He brings me out of the bathroom over to his bed.
"Here."
He hands me a shirt. I pull it on and sit next to Jordon on the bed. He puts his arms back around me and lets me cry into his shoulder. I keep saying I'm sorry.
-Jordons POV-
I keep my arms around Tyler and rub his back as he cries. Poor kid. I wish he would stop apologizing. It isnt his fault. I guess in his mind it is.
"Does anyone else know?"
"Only Johnny."
"Okay. When are you going to tell the others?"
"I don't know."
He pulls his knees up to his chest.
"I'm kinda scared to tell them."
"None of them are going to get mad. I promise. And if they do I'll take care of 'em."
"Okay."
"I'll help you if you want it."
Tyler nods. I wipe a tear off his cheek with my thumb.
"You have nothing to be afraid of here."
