Fuck Off, Church Boy (Bryler|TylerxBrendon)

Chapter 14 (edited)

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Brendon's POV

My jaw dropped in horror and I quickly ran upstairs to my room. I shut my door,and quickly locked it behind me.

I felt like I desperately needed to cry, but no tears would come out of my eyes.

I was in a really bad mood for the next few days.

*Time skip to a few days later*

"Brendon, he's here!" Mom yelled from downstairs.

"Dammit," I muttered.

I still wasn't ready to see him again. I know he was still really pissed off at me. I never would have been able to forgive someone if they did that to me.

"Hey," he said awkwardly, standing by my dresser.

I was surprised that he didn't spit on me or yell at me until he lost his voice.

"Hi, Tyler," I said in a quiet voice. We stood in what I would call the most awkward silence I've ever been in. I had enough of it. "Tyler?Why are you here?" I asked, breaking the silence.

He scoffed. "So do you not want me to be here? 'Cause I can fucking leave."

"No!" I yelled. "Tyler. I know why you're pissed... and I'm sorry." My eyes started to water. "I'm so fucking sorry." I choked before I started to sob. I put my face in my hands and cried.

"Hey, hey, hey," Tyler cooed. "Don't be so hard on yourself. I honestly would've laughed at me too. I deserve it." He smiled sadly.

"No, Tyler. You don't. You are one of the most beautiful, smart, important people that I've ever met in my life. I haven't known you for long, but I do know that you're so important to me. So fucking important, Tyler!"

"Brendon?" He whispered.

"What?" I croaked.

"Why do you care?"

"Honestly, Tyler." I sniffled. "Everything you do makes me feel a certain way. Everything you do, makes me feel more angry, sad, happy, giggly, or any other emotion is enhanced when you make me feel it," I explained.

"Brendon?" He whispered again.

"What?" I asked.

"I think I like you... A lot" He sighed.

I looked up at him and smiled. I jumped up from the bed and wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him as tight as I could. "I like you too, Ty. A lot."

I could see his adorable little face, blush a light pink at the nickname. He hugged me back and started crying.

"I didn't mean what I said. Ok?" I lightly cupped his face and whispered to him.

"Mhm," he mumbled and nodded. "I just need to know that I can trust you, Bren"

"You can," I reassured him. "I won't ever do anything like that again, ok?"

"Ok," he said softly and smiled.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" I asked.

"Sure." He giggled and pecked my cheek before he left my room. His skirt swaying behind him as he skipped away.

Oh, that boy...

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