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Hi so before you begin reading, please know this story might be triggering for some of you, so please be aware and be safe. I love you x

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"I told you to stop fucking talking to him!" Tyler's boyfriend, Jackson screamed at him.

"And I told you I'm not giving up my friends just because you're jealous!" Tyler screams back at him.

They fight like this all the time. Tyler has tried breaking up with him, but every time he's even brought it up...

"This is exactly why you're parents left you! You-" Tyler slams his fists against the dining table, stopping him. His eyes started to well up with tears.
"Don't you EVER talk about my parents. You know exactly how sensitive I am about this topic," His voice shaky, but getting louder with each word.

Tyler stands up, and turns towards the door. Jackson grabs hold of his wrist, whipping him around. Tyler refused to look into his eyes at first, but then Jackson's grip started to tighten on his arm.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" He completely ignored Tyler's last comment. He clearly didn't care how he felt.

"Why do you care?" Tyler scoffs.

"I am your boyfriend. I deserve to know where you're going," He replied.

"I really wish you weren't," Tyler whispered, looking directly into his boyfriend's eyes.

Jackson brought his hand up and connected it with the smaller boy's cheek.

"What did you just say?" he spat.

"Nothing," Tyler quickly answers, regretting ever saying anything, rubbing his sore face.

He laughed at Tyler, dragging him to the bedroom. Jackson closes the door behind him, flinging the crying being onto the bed.

The older individual went to the closet and Tyler took that opportunity to get the hell out of that house.

Tyler starts running down the street. He honestly didn't know he could run that fast. He looks behind him a few times, seeing if Jackson was following him. He is. Tyler runs faster than he ever thought possible, turning corners every chance he gets, hoping to lose his abuser. Tyler keep running until he ends up on a porch step, banging on the door, pleading for someone to be home. The door opens and he looks up to meet gorgeous brown eyes. His best friend. Tyler fall into his arms and starts sobbing. His friend picks him up and carries him inside, locking the door behind him.


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Hi, okay so I know this is a hella short chapter, I promise the rest will be longer, but I felt like I needed to write a shorter chapter, just so you could get a sense of my writing style. I know I am not the best writer, and I do not claim to be. I just had an idea for this story, and I enjoy writing, so I decided to write it. Also, I will not update until this gets 10 reads and 5 votes. (My instagram is goldendaysdun if you wanna follow me) - A




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