To keep a secret [ troyler fanfic ]

I need help

*^*TYLER*^*
I woke up to Troye running around like a chicken with its head cut off. He was running around the hotel room like the world was ending. "What's going on?" I asked getting out of bed. "What is going on" I said walking up to him. He ignored me and continued to run around the room. "Hey Troye, are you ok?" I asked putting my hand on his shoulder. It startled him. He turned around and walked right passed me. I walked up to him and grabbed his shoulders. "Troye, wake up!" I said shaking him. He collapsed to the floor laying on his back. "Everyone knows" he said starting at the sealing. "Everyone knows" he repeated. "Everyone knows" he said a third time then looked at me. "Everyone knows!" He said grabbing me. "Everyone knows!" He said shaking me violently. It was like he was possessed or something. "Troye, who knows?" I asked him. He just kept repeating it. "Everyone knows" he said letting go of me. "Everyone knows" he laid on his side. "Everyone knows" he said curling into a ball. "Everyone knows" he just laid there. "Everyone knows." I picked him up and carried him to the bed. His phone rang, it was Grace. He picked it up and screamed into it. "Everyone knows!" He yelled then hung up the phone. He needed help, and so did I. He just sat there on the bed. "Everyone knows" he fell over on his side. I walked out onto the balcony and called Grace.
"Hey Tyler" she said
"Hey. Something's wrong with troye"
"What's wrong with Troye?"
"I don't know, and I need help"
"Where are you guys"
"At a hotel somewhere"
"That really helps"
"Ok, were at the holiday inn on 5th street. Room 412. Bring people because it's really bad, but don't bring Connor"
"Ok, why can't I bring Connor?"
"I'll explain later, just come with more people ok?"
"Ok." She said then hung up. I walked inside to see Troye doing the same thing. "Everyone knows" he said staring at the wall. "It's ok Troye, I'm here for you." I said sitting next to him and putting my arm around him. "Everyone knows" he put his head between his legs and kept repeating it. "Everyone knows" he said once again. We just sat there for what felt like hours, but was only twenty minutes. There was a knock at the door. I got up to go answer it. Troye stood up and hit the wall, "everyone knows" he hit the wall again. I answered the door to see Grace, Hannah, Mamrie, Joey, and of course, Connor. "Come inside, he needs help." I said and everyone walked in. "Except you" I said stopping Connor. "What's your problem?" He asked. "What's my problem? What's your problem?" I said pushing him into the hall. "Your the one who won't let me in." He said pushing me back. "Your the one who tried to sleep with my boyfriend" I said pushing him all the way across the hall so he bumped into the door across from us. "He came to me when you guys broke up" he said running towards me. I blocked his punch only to return it with a punch to his stomach. We were soon in a full blown fist fight. I could hear Troye in the background still saying the phrase he had been saying. Both me and Connor were beating the crap out of each other. I had blood running down my face, and blood was all over my fists. "Your the one who drove him to the amount of sadness to want me" he said kicking me in the shin. "He came to you as a friend, not as a lover" I said punching him in a face. Joey ran up and pulled us apart. "What the hell is going on here!" Yelled Joey keeping his hands between us. By this point people were standing outside there rooms watching what was going on. "You two, inside now." said Joey pulling us into the room. "Mamrie, I need your help" said Joey as he closed the door. "What's wrong" said Mamrie walking to the doorway. "Oh my gosh, what happened" asked Mamrie. "Can you clean up Connor, and I'll take care of Tyler." Said Joey handing Connor over to her. It was like we were high schoolers, and Joey and Mamrie were our parents. I always wanted a high school sweetheart romance, but I was not expecting it at twenty five. "What is wrong with you guys" said Joey wiping the blood off my face. "I thought you and Connor were friends?" He asked washing my hands. "Some things happened." I said trying to avoid talking about it. "is there something we should know?" Asked Joey.
"I told Grace not to bring Connor"
"Hannah and Connor were hanging out, that's why he came."
"He should have never came"
"Did you guys have a falling out or something?"
"No"
"Then what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it ok?"
"Fine, then can you at least tell me what's up with Troye?"
"When I woke up, he was freaking out, I Tried calm him down, but I couldn't, so I called for help."
"And you thought a second opinion would fix it?"
"I don't know"
"Well, it looks like you need stitches so we should probably call 911" said Joey. Hannah walked into the room with a concerned look on her face. "Troye passed out, and we can't wake him up." said Hannah. "Ya, were calling 911" said Joey. "I want to see Troye." I said pushing Hannah and Joey out of the way. My mind was going hazy. I felt the gouge on my face then the one my side. Troye was passed out on the bed. My hands were covered in blood. I was loosing my vision. The room went blotchy. I could hear sounds behind me. I saw Hannah and Mamrie holding Connor back as Joey ran towards me. The room started going dark. I looked at Troye putting my bloody hand in his hair. I started only seeing flashes of vision. I turned to see Joey saying something to me. He looked worried. Soon Connor was running at me. He punched me in the face knocking me out.