ᴡᴇᴅɴᴇꜱᴅᴀʏ & ᴛʏʟᴇʀ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ (ᴡᴇᴅʟᴇʀ)

ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ

Tyler's POV:

"Nah, I wish though." Ryan said.

"Mom, I thought you said you'd never leave dad." I worried.

"Look honey, times have changed. That was like 14 years ago. I've moved on, and so has your dad." she commented.

"Wait, what do you mean by dad?"

"Ah, he hasn't told you yet. Your dad... has a girlfriend. Her name's Zara. He apparently met her on a company trip." she revealed.

"How long has he been hiding this from me?" I uttered.

"7 months."

"WHAT."

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Later that evening, I was third-wheeling on my mom's date with Ryan or whatever. I really only came because we were going to the mall later and I heard Ryan is pretty rich. 

At the mall, we were walking around when we ended up walking into a Louis Vitton store. My mom was staring down a bag, hinting to Ryan she really wanted it. Sometimes I wonder if my mom's a gold digger. But I mean, I shouldn't be talking. We walked out of that store with $1,702 worth of stuff. 

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Later my dad FaceTimed me right before going to bed.

"Hey Tyler. Heading to bed?"

"Yeah. Uhm, why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend sooner?" 

"Tyler, what are you talking about? I don't have a girlfriend."

"Stop denying it. You hid this from me for 7 MONTHS? That's over half a year!"

"Okay fine Tyler. I do have a girlfriend. The reason I didn't tell you sooner is because I was afraid that you would be mad at me like you are now. I knew you'd never accept me because I left mom and I didn't want to tell you so that we could continue having a good bond. I'm sorry." 

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It turns out Zara is a nice girl. She kind of reminds me of Wednesday sometimes. Black hair, gothy style. But what's sad is mom's now crying because Ryan admitted to her last night that he's gay and has a boyfriend. No more Louis Vitton for her anymore. She was supportive of Ryan and acted like she understood the reason he was leaving her, but deep down I knew she was hurt inside. It seemed that she actually really liked him. 

But now she has something else to cry about. I'm leaving for the US again tomorrow. I already finished packing, the little blue suitcase already tucked away in the corner of the room where the window sill is. I'm kind of glad about this because now I can see my Wednesday after a long and torturous month. I think I'm ready to leave. 

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A/N: I honestly just made his trip shorter because I ran out of things to write about on his trip
thanks for reading!