His Soft Side (Tyler, The Creator)

You've gxt me

Tyla

So if Thebe wasn't lying then I'm absolutely fucked. And Thebe usually doesn't lie to me..

Who am I supposed to tell? Tyler? Rocky? ...Frank?

I know Frank will support me no matter what but how am I supposed to explain that I don't even know who the father is?

Tyler is a whole other story..

And Rocky? I have no idea. Only met him that night, which sounds even more fucked up the more I think about it.

I need advice and Thebe isn't helping. I could talk to Taco, but what if he tells Tyler? I couldn't take the risk.

Or maybe I should just tell Tyler..He could be the father after all..

This was all so fucked up. I'm so conflicted in who to tell and what to do.

All I have to talk about it is Thebe but he's just as confused as I am.

"...Do you think I should tell Rocky or Tyler?" I break the awkward silence. Thebe shuffles in his seat.

"Uh I don't know to be honest Ty.." His voice is soft, compassionate. I poke at his big ass lips to lift the mood, to which he smiles and rolls his eyes.

I used to always do that when we were younger. "I'll take you home for a first" He speaks, and I shrug.

"Yeah aight, but where exactly?" I question, wondering whether he had his place, Frank's or Tyler's in mind.

"Your choice" He replies, turning the ignition and starting the car. I sit and think for a minute.

"Take me to Tyler's" I say, then we head off.

When we get there Thebe gives me a hug and drives off home. I take a deep breath and walk up to the front door.

"Tyler? T?"

Tyler comes running down the stairs, green golf hat on, white supreme tee, jeans and vans.

His tall lean frame rested against the door frame as he welcomed me in.

"Aye T. You feeling okay? Thebe said you was feeling sick" He asks, rubbing my back with one hand while walking me in and texting Clancy back with his other. "I made you waffles..they went cold tho.."

I smile to myself, thoughtful of him, although the last thing I wanted right now was a plate of waffles, even Tyler's special kind.

"Clancy wants us to do some recording tonight for the album, think you'll be up for it? It's aight if you're not, I'll tell him.." He begins but I interrupt him.

"I'll be fine don't worry, I think it was just a morning thing.. I feel a little better now already. Thankyou.." I tell him, thankful for his calmness when he's usually buzzing with energy this time of day.

"Tyler, I've got something to tell you.."

His face drops all the sudden.

"I've got something to tell you too" He says.

"You go first then" I say in an almost childish manner. He doesn't hesitate.

"You know my ex, that crazy bitch?" He asks.

"..well yeah.."

He coughs. "I know what I did was fucked up and shit.. anyways.. her friends keep calling and shit, er tryna make me feel worse and.. "