Fitzpatrick

Chapter 3

I sit there is aw for a second. I see Tyler stir, sit up and rub his eyes. He then stares straight at me. He jumps up quickly and just stares at me. Conrad wakes up in a similar way to Tyler. The room is silent. Tension fills the air. Conrad slowly gets up and leaves the room without so much as whispering a word to either of us.

"Betsy." Tyler says.

"Sh!" I hold my hand up and move it back and forth in a silencing motion.

"But Betsy I-"Tyler pushes.

"You what? You're gay?" I sit down on the bed covering my mouth.

"I don't know if I am or not but I have an attraction towards Conrad and I-I-I just."

"Am more attracted to him than me." I finish.

"No I-" he tries to explain.

"It's okay." I say.

"I was never pretending to love you Betsy. Don't think you were some kind of beard or something." He says.

"I don't. I mean I don't think I do but I don't even know what I think anymore." I put my face in my hands.

"Hey hey hey." Tyler says quickly kneeling infront of me and pulling my hands away.

"M-m-m" I try to say.

"It's okay." He puts my head to his shoulder and hugs me. Really hugs me.

"But Tyler, Mol-" I start but someone opens the door.

Paul walks in.

"Woah. Okay so when I came in here I thought I was gonna you know see Tyler crying but now I feel awkward so I'm just gonna go wait in the truck." He closes the door and I hear footsteps scurrying down the steps.

"Betsy." Tyler jumps up. "Don't tell me you slept with Paul."

"Huh?"

"Because I know you've been sleeping with Stewart and I can't handle you sleeping with all my brothers except me."

"Well you sure do think the worst of me." I stand up crossing my arms.

"Well what did you expect? You're not the only one who can screw other people."

I gasp. "So that's what this is about. You were jealous and so you fucked Conrad. That's sick."

"I wasn't jealous." He puffs.

"Yes you fucking were and at least I didn't change sexualities to get revenge like honestly. That's pathetic. Some people are actually gay and if you're so worried about me screwing all the Fitzpatrick boys maybe you should take a second look at your fuckbuddy."

"Stewart took you away from me so I took Conrad away from him."

"Are you blind? Stewart's been over Conrad. Conrads been screwing Paul."

"Huh?"

"You think you know everything."

"Watch your tone."

"YOURE NOT MY FATHER! STOP ACTING LIKE SUCH A CONTROL FREAK."

"IM NOT A CONTROL FREAK! MAYBE IF YOU WERENT SCREWING MY BROTHER I WOULDNT BE SO UPSET!"

"IM NOT SCREWING ANYBODY"

"LYING GETS YOU NO WHERE! AND OUT OF EVERYBODY YOU CHOSE STEWART!"

"HE IS TWICE THE MAN YOU ARE OR EVER WILL BE"

Tyler picks up a vase and slams it against a wall. The water is spread across the wall and the flowers are on the ground. I trip over my foot and fall to the ground. I look up at him.

"I didn't mean to-" he tries to help me up.

"No. You know what it's okay." I stand up patting myself off. "You wonder why I chose Stewart." I mumble under my breath.

"What?" He asks.

"Nothing."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" He yells.

"I SAID YOU WONDER WHY I CHOSE STEWART!"

"WHATS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN!"

"YOU HAVE ANGER ISSUES TYLER AND IM SICK OF EVERYTHING BEING YOUR PUNCHING BAG ENCLUDING ME AND EVEN YOURSELF!"

He closes his eyes, calms his breathing and sits on the bed. I sit next to him slowly.

"I don't think we are each others soul mate. Maybe we just rushed into things. I mean you're my first real girlfriend. You're my first...everything."

"I think you're right. We've been each other's security. I think we need to breakup. If we are truly soul mates we will find a way back."

"I never thought this would happen." He says with a tiny voice.

"Me neither." I rub his back.

"Betsy I'm sorry." He says. "I'm sorry that I made you a punching bag." He hugs me.

"Tyler." I say softly. "There's something you need to know."

"What?" He asks searching my eyes.

"It's about Molly."

"Betsy. If I'm ever gonna move on we need to stop talking about it. If we don't it-"

"She's alive."

"What?" He asks blinking rapidly.

"Molly Is Alive."