Fuck Off, Church Boy (Bryler|TylerxBrendon)

Chapter 18 (edited)

Waaasssuuuppp, my pretty pals? I'm actually quite sad that this story is almost over. This is almost the last chapter. I have no idea how I haven't shoved a fork into my arm. Anyways, I hope you liked the story, even if it was all over the place. Please give feedback on whether it sucked ass or not. This is the first book that I've ever made public, so I honestly don't have the heart to delete it lmao.

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Brendon's POV

I pulled into the driveway of Tyler's house. He looked at me with fear in his eyes.

"Ty, after you get your things, then we won't have to see your mom ever again, ok?" He looked at me, confused. "I'm asking you if you'll live with me... ya know, when I actually get a place?" I laughed nervously. He just smiled brightly and nodded his head. There's nothing to worry about, babe. Do you want me to go with you?" I asked.

He looked relieved. "Yes, please..." He whispered.

I nodded and squeezed his hand before he opened the door. I opened mine and got out, closing it behind me. As I was making my way around the car, to Tyler's side, the fear started to get to me too.

What is Tyler's mom tries to hurt him again?
Is his sister home?
Does she even try to defend him?
What if he gets hurt again?

I shook *insert meme here* the thoughts away the best that I could and gripped Tyler's hand in mine, interlacing our fingers. He took a deep breath as we neared the door, and completely held it as I knocked. Once, twice, three-

Before I could count in my head any further, the door swung open and a very nice-looking girl stood there.

She took one look at me, her eyes basically popping out of her skull, and then at Tyler with a smirk.

"Daaayyyuuuumm, Ty!" She teased. "I know you said he was fine, but damn..." She snickered, looking me up and down, biting her lip. I know that she was only joking, but my face still went red with embarrassment.

Tyler playfully rolled his eyes with a smirk, similar to his sister's, on his face. "Oh, shut up, M!" He laughed.

It seemed as if all the tension and fear that Tyler had before, was gone. I could tell that his sister was someone that he completely trusted, and she trusted him.

"What's good, Brandon?" She turned her attention to me, smirk still plastered on her face. "So, have you and my precious brother fucked yet?"

My eyes went wide, and I think Tyler choked on his spit. "I-I-I-Uhhhh..." I panicked.

"Oh, calm down!" She replaced her smirk with a warm smile. "I was only joking!" She laughed.

I laughed along nervously, still feeling quite awkward from the joke.

"Well, come inside." She motioned for us to follow her through the door.

"Come on, Bren." Tyler said quietly. I just nodded in response.

We both followed her through the door, and it shut behind us.