Don't Let Me Be Gone~A Tythan Story

I can't believe he did that

*Tyler's POV*

Fucking hell, I can't tell Ethan. I just can't, it will ruin him.

"We're here."

I tried to sound cheery, so me being a complete ass to him would soon go away.

He got out of the moving truck and slam the door shut.

"Well today's going to be a fucking long day."

Me and Ethan started to unload the truck. Our house was a pretty decent size. It had two bedrooms and we could potentially get an animal later in the future without crowding.

*Ethan's POV*

I'm still pretty pissed at Tyler, but I guess I need to get over it eventually.

I noticed there was a small little curb just above the street, and I had to mentally take note to not trip over it.

After a good a hour of unpacking there was a couple boxes left.

I grabbed one, and it read, important/fragile Tyler's room.

As I was walking, I felt kind of shaky about carrying this box sense I had no idea what was in it.

I saw Tyler walk down the driveway, but quickly takes the box from my hands and says, "I got this, I dont need you dropping this."

That hurt, a lot. Why is he being such a fucking ass to me? What did I ever do?

I grabbed the last box and shut the latch to the moving truck and headed inside.

Tyler and I are now sharing a room, but from our recent arguments, I don't feel safe being in the same room.

I start grabbing my stuff and putting it in the guest room. As I put the last box in, I turned around to be met with not only, but an angry Tyler.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"I-Im...I j-just thought from our ar-arguing, that y-you would want some space."

He just ignores me and walks out the front door, not forgetting to slam it on the way out.

"I'm broken." I whisper to myself.

I'm scratching my arms, and my anxiety is going through the roof.

I need to call Mark.

I grab my phone from my bed as I'm shaking like a mad man and dial Marks number.

He answers after four rings.

Mark: Hey Ethan, what's up?

Ethan: M-Mark, i-i need your help. Please come o-over.

Mark: Oh my god, Ethan are you okay?

Ethan: ...

Mark: I'm on my way. I'll be there soon.

Then our call ended.

I was full blown panicking. Tyler never acted this way towards me, ever. It terrified me.

I sit in the corner of my room, holding my knees into my chest, while crying, trying to calm down.

*Mark's POV*
(Bet you didn't see this one coming)

After I got the call from Ethan, I quickly grabbed my car keys and raced to there house.

"Tyler...What have you done?!"

All I could say and think about the whole ride there.

Tyler hasn't told Ethan, but Tyler has been having a difficult time lately. He's afraid Ethan will hate him.

But, by the way things soind, Ethan's terrified more then hating Tyler.

After a longish drive, I pull up to there new house. Tyler's car wasn't in the driveway, so I knew I would be home alone with Ethan.

I went to ring the doorbell, but first, tried to see if it was unlocked first. It was.

I open the door to call out Ethan.

"Ethan? Ethan! Where are you!?"

I hear loud sobs coming from the furthest room on the right.

I ran down the hall, and turned the corner to be seen with a horrible sight.

"E-Ethan...what h-ave you d-done..."

He was twitching and yelping in pain.

He was broken.

He relapsed..

And had bruises all up his body.

"What the hell happened?"

"T-Tyler..." is all he could say.

"H-He did this to y-you?"

He shook his head.

"N-No, I d-deserve this.." he was crying so hard. I wanted to hug him, but I knew he would just be in so much more pain.

"N-No you d-don't."

I picked up the blue haired boy and put him in the bath tub, in the bathroom right next to his room.

I cleaned off ever speck of blood and tears trailed on his body.

I give him sweatpants and a jumper to get changed into.

After he was changed we went on his air mattress.

"E-Eth, please tell me what happened."

He nodded.

"Me and Tyler have just been arguing so much lately.  He's been super overprotective, and it's made me so scared Mark."

He sighed, before continuing.

"I think...i t-think h-hes dating s-someone else."

I was in utter shock.

"He can't be! He can't hurt you like that, he just can't. This can't be true! Ethan, this can't be true...its not like Tyler to be like this, but it can't be true!"

He had tears rolling down his eyes once again.

"I just want to sleep."

"Alright, but I'm staying the night."

"You don't have to Mark."

"I want to Ethan."

Alrighty. I know some of you are going to be like, "But I could never imagine Tyler like that", but trust me, when this story does end, this whole part will make a lot more sense. SO PLEASE DON'T MURDER ME.