To Believe In Promises (Tumbling Down trilogy - DM fanfic)

One More Night (Ch.8)

(AN: so I did go with a couple of your ideas - THANK YOU FOR THEM BTW - but imma put a little twist on it, so yeah. Here we go! ~Gina Mariee)

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Why the hell did I do it again?!
What possessed me to let him in?!
I didn't even drink that much!
Why did he even agree to it?

Slowly, carefully, I shift positions, but I feel Tyler's arms tighten around me. It's so freaking comforting I can barely stand it. But that's my body talking. My brain is the exact opposite of comfortable.

I shift again, facing him. My hands go to his chest as if on autopilot.

Tyler: How bad is your headache?

My figurative or literal one? Both are terrible, so I guess it doesn't matter.

Me: Could be worse.
Tyler: Alcohol does that.
Me: I know. Didn't really care, though.
Tyler: Of course you don't.
Me: Think you know me...you haven't changed a bit, have you?
Tyler: I did know you.
Me: Really?
Tyler: You're still stubborn as hell.
Me: How's that?
Tyler: You're refusing to admit anything.
Me: What?
Tyler(mimicking me): Oh, my headache isn't that bad. I don't really care. I-
Me: Alright, fine.

This is so wrong.
So wrong.
Wrong.
Wrong.
Wrong.
Bad.
No.
Stop.
Don't do this, says the smart part of me.

But...it's Tyler. He held you through the bullying, the bouts of depression, the supposed suicide attempt.

He's holding you now.

Did you feel this comfortable and safe with Drake? asks the stupid part of me.

Did you have the fear of him leaving you like you did Tyler? asks the smart part of me.

I come back to reality and look into those...seriously green eyes. The gold ring is still there, too.

I feel him run his fingers through my hair. Drake doesn't do that.

My hands run up to his neck and I kiss him.

I feel him push my him to the bed so I'm on my back. I want him so bad. I want to be his again. I don't want Drake. I want Tyler.

He keeps kissing me, and I do nothing to stop it.

What does interrupt it is my phone going off.

Almost immediately, I push him off so I can get it. I see Mariah's name and answer.

Me: Hey, what's up?
Drake: Well it's good to hear you're not dead.

Cold dread runs through my body.

Me: Sorry, I just...I was at a party last night and...yeah so...look, I'll call you back later, okay?
Drake: Are you sure you're okay?
Me: Yeah I'm fine. I'm just doing some running around right now.
Drake: Okay. Just call me later.
Me: Okay. Bye.

I hang up without waiting for a response.

Tyler: Who was that?
Me: Mariah.
Tyler: You seemed uneasy on the phone.
Me: She's just...kind of gets excited about a lot of things.

I put my phone down and rest my head on my pillow again.

Tyler: Kenz.

I stay facing the ceiling when I respond. I hear nervousness in his voice.

Me: Yeah?
Tyler: Are you...seeing someone else?

How the fuck did he know?!?!

Me: Why?
Tyler: Yes or no?!
Me: Not that I think I want to...
Tyler: What?
Me: I started dating my roommate's brother but it just isn't...I don't even know but it's not what I want.
Tyler: So you just came home and are gonna ignore him until you go back-
Me: I don't know!!