part 3.

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I've watched my Troye sit in sadness, staring at blank walls for two weeks now, only getting up for the occasional glass of water. It broke my heart, seeing him mouth my name, seeing him doing nothing whatsoever, except occasionally glance at the gun across the room. Sometimes he would cut his skin a little, or burn it with a lighter, to check if he was still actually living. Gosh, what I would do to be with him. All I've wanted is for him to have a happy life, even if it was without me. I glanced behind me, a new arrival. The man sauntered toward me, slowly but not hesitantly. He was very tall, and had tear stained cheeks.

"Hello, I'm Dan," The man looked so depressed, so heartbroken, but offered me a small smile anyways.

"Tyler, I've been here for only two weeks. But a trick I've learned is you can watch your most loved one live their life, which is sad as hell, but kind of nice. I had to leave my Troye," I exclaimed. My voice cracked on Troye's name, I felt myself starting to tear up.

"I had to leave... My...My Phil. I'll see you around, Tyler," Dan started to cry again, and left. This is so heartbreaking, can anyone live without their loved one, Heaven or not? I'll think about that later, I turned back to Troye's life.

"You left this world.... How could it be without me... Without you there is no me," Troye spoke, but I could barely hear him. He was so weak he could barely get himself off the floor, instead just crawling across the room for the gun.

I wanted to scream, tell him to live his life, but he couldn't hear me. All that came out was a whisper of nothingness. But I tried to regain my voice. I wanted to tell him that he won't be in as much pain years from now, that he could fall in love and have kids with another man. Thinking all of that made me sick to my stomach, but if it made Troye happy... So all I could do was watch, watch the love of my life give his up. He put the trigger into the side of his head, and I squeezed my eyes shut so I didn't have to watch him die like he did me. I heard the shot, and it was over. I felt the arms fall around my waist, clearly knowing they were his. My boy. I turned around in his arms, and slid my arms down his waist, finally getting to look at him.

"My baby boy... Why'd you do it?" I ask.

"I've never seen a life without you in it. The first night we hung out, I knew that if you weren't with me I probably would never be happy again. You saved me without even realizing it. The thought of being with people other than you made me sick to my stomach. This is much more appealing Ty, I've missed you, missed you so so so much," Troye whispered just above my ear.

"You're here now, forever with me, and only me. No more fears, no more being away from each other, no more pain. Oh yeah, and I love you too. Literally till my dying day." He laughed at this, and I took the perfect moment to kiss him, after so long.

"You've always been an angel," I whispered against his ear.

"Your angel, you mean," Troye whispered back. I smiled into his shoulder, forever is an awfully long time, with Troye, forever isn't long enough.

Hey hey hey. So this is just a simple depressing Troyler story, I was in tears the whole time writing it. I don't know if I should make more of these but if you think I should let me know and I willlll. Thank you for reading, & have a wonderful life.

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