Troye Sivan
Many months later...
"Get out! Leave, right now!" I screamed as Tyler jumped out of our bed. Tyler's jumped flew to the strange man in my bed, which he happily took and left in. I was trying not to come apart, but it felt like my world was coming apart by the seams. These past few months have been terrible. I've had no contact to Connor because I told myself to move on and focus on Tyler. Just. Tyler.
I clung to Ty as soon as he was back and practically never left his side. I would sit in my chair and play with a pencil while he did work, annoying him to no end. I always wanted to cuddle but never sexually. Never. That drove Tyler insane, so I should've expected this. I just put too much faith into him.
By the time I was snapped out of my thoughts, Tyler and Korey were gone. I took the sheets off and tossed them out before sitting on the couch. "This is so stupid. I'm worth more than this. Aren't I?" I sobbed as I held my head in my hands. The quiet of the apartment was sad. I wanted to leave, but the click of the door being opened made me stop thinking for a minute.
It was Korey. "I, uh, forgot my phone.." He awkwardly waited by the door. I got up and retrieved the pricks phone before acting as if I were gonna hand it to him. He tried to grab it, but I slammed it against the wall. Actually, I opened the door and chucked it at that wall, but he still cried.
I slammed the door shut before pressing my back against the door and crying again. This hurts. This hurts so bad because I don't know what to do or how to deal with it. It started to rain outside, the soft pitter-pattering soothing me. I almost fell asleep when I decided to go take a walk.
I was insane; I know. But still, I opened the door and ran as fast as I could until I didn't know where I was. My surroundings were unknown, until a familiar car pulled up beside me. And inside, the Connor Franta was there.
