Don't Let Me Be Gone~A Tythan Story

I Promise, Everything Will Be Fine

*Tyler's POV*

Me and Ethan decided it would be best for everyone if we left the house. Since Mark was still blowing off steam and Ethan was still a little nervous and scared about what just happened.

We walked up to a park and sat on a cold bench.

"I never knew Mark could get this mad."

"I can."

"Why is that Tyler?"

"When Daniel decided to take his life...he got insanely mad Ethan. When Mark found out Sean had commited suicide, it all just exploded."

"So, he could be mad at me? He knows I've had a history of suicidal tendencies."

"Eth, he isn't mad at you persay...he's mad because a lot of his friends have left him, and he just doesn't want to lose you.."

"If he really cared, he wouldn't have yelled at me. This all jyst doesn't make sense!"

He throws his hands in the air and puts them up against his face.

I wrap my arm around him as he leaned into my chest.

"He isn't mad at you. He's just been extremely upset lately. He just lost a good friend a couple months ago, and now he lost a potential boyfriend. That must feel horrible."

Ethan looked up as he had tears in his eyes and pulled me into a hug.

"I promise, Tyler, I will never leave you. I don't want you to ever feel lost, or hurt, by any means. I love you."

Now I'm crying. My tears roll on to his jumper as our hug grew tighter.

My phone then buzzed.

Marks calling.

I answer it.

Mark: Where are you guys?

Tyler: We're at the park, why?

Mark: Can you please come back to the house?

Tyler: I don't know Mark, can we trust you?

Mark: Yes, please come back. I need to talk to Ethan.

I hung up, then looked over to Ethan.

"What did he want?"

"He wants us to come home."

"I don't want to."

"He wants to talk to you."

Ethan groans as he gets up from the bench and attempts to pull be up from the bench.

But fails, so I get up myself.

We then started to walk home. Admiring the birds whistling and the trees rustling amongst the wind.

We walk up to the house and slowly opened the door to see a distressed Mark, on the couch, with his hands in his face.

He quickly put his hands on his knees and turns around to face the door.

"Ethan! I'm so sorry, is didn't mean to yell at you at all! I just got so mad and I j-"

"Mark, it's fine. Trust me, you don't need to apologize, you've been through so much in you're life in the past year, and you deserve to blow off steam every once and I while."

"But Ethan, I didn't mean to get mad at you. I shouldn't have gotten mad at you, you were just concerned and being a good friend."

"Mark, it's fine, really."

Ethan is taking this well.. maybe even too well. give never seen him this calm before, it kind of erks me and makes me feel off.

After Mark finally got settled with Ethan's decision of saying everything was fine, me and him decided to head to his room.

We both got into more comfortable clothes. I wore sweatpants, while Ethan wore a jumper and basketball shorts.

I see Ethan head towards the bathroom to take his pills, then he comes back within a minute.

"Ethan?"

"What's up Tyler?" He says as he climbs into bed.

"Are you okay?"

He smiles, "I really am, thank you for asking."

That made me feel so safe.

I turn off the lights and hop into bed. I snuggle up against Ethan's warm jumper.

"You know you don't have to wear that at night."

"I know Tyler, I will stop wearing it when I'm ready."

I peck his lips as we both slowly went to sleep.

(Would you guys ever want a face reveal? lol. I'm going to update later.)