Closed doors (joshler)

Twenty-eight

Tyler laid on Brendon's bed, tossing a basketball in the air. He sighed, "this sucks."

Brendon glanced at him from where he was doing his homework, "what sucks?"

Tyler held the basketball against his chest and turned to look at Brendon, "I'm not going to be able to play basketball."

Brendon snorted, "I don't think Mr. Joseph is that stupid. You're our best player. He's basically asking for a bad season if he kicks you off."

Tyler rolled his eyes, "he kicked me out of the house, he's bound to keep me from playing."

Brendon shrugged, "I don't know, let's hope not."

Tyler then scoffed and let the ball roll off the bed, "I fucking hate Debby. Y'know, it would've been easier if I just came out after high school. Cause then I could leave this hellhole."

Brendon set down his homework and sat on the bed next to Tyler. "You've got this year and then senior year. It's not that long."

"What do you think Pete was going to say to me?" Tyler asked, already forgetting about the first conversation.

Brendon bit his lip, "I'm not sure, but if it was going to be anything bad, then I was going to kick his ass."

Tyler snorted, smiling a little. Tyler then frowned, "I miss maddy and Jay...and Zack. I mean, I get to see Zack everyday at school, but I miss shooting hoops with him."

Brendon hummed in thought, "maybe you could try talking to your parents?"

Tyler laughed at that and sat up, "ya, no thanks. That'll just end bad."

Brendon chuckled, "I know, but it was worth mentioning."

"Brendon!" Grace yelled from downstairs.

Brendon yelled back, "what!" He didn't here an answer back and rolled his eyes. "fucking hell," he muttered. "Mom! What did you want!"

There was a pause before grace spoke again, "come down here!"

Brendon frowned, "this is too much for my lazy ass. Why don't you come up here!"

Tyler laughed, "I love your relationship with your mom."

Brendon snorted, "whatever."

"No! I'm feeding the baby! Get your butt down here!"

Brendon let out an exaggerated sigh, "Jesus Christ, lady!"

Tyler watched as Brendon left the room. A few moments later, Brendon was yelling for Tyler, "Tyler! Get your butt down here!" Tyler chuckled and stood up. He made his way downstairs.

"What is it?"

Grace smiled at him, "Pete was asking for you."

Tyler's eyebrows furrowed, "Pete?"

Brendon nodded, "ya, he's on the porch." Brendon then pulled Tyler closer by the shirt and whispered, "call for me if he's being a bitch."

Tyler smiled at Brendon, "I will, bren." Tyler nervously walked out onto the porch. Pete looked up at him and smiled, he seemed nervous too. Tyler gave him a small smile before sitting next to him.

Pete stared at the ground as he spoke, "are you ok?"

Tyler scoffed, a bit angry at Pete, "ya, I'm peachy. Debby spread photos of me and Josh, forcing me to come out when I was defiantly not ready. Then my friends completely disown me and I got kicked out of my house. So ya I'm-"

"you got kicked out of your house?" Pete was now looking at Tyler with a worried expression. Tyler only nodded. Pete sighed, "I'm sorry, Ty-"

"why are you here? I thought you didn't like me anymore?" Annoyance gracing Tyler's voice.

Pete bit his lip, "I-I miss being your friend."

Tyler snorted, smiling bitter, "oh, but you don't want to be around me. I might rub off on you."

Pete opened his mouth to speak, but closed it. Tyler began to stand up, but Pete grabbed his arm, "w-wait." Tyler slowly sat back down and raised an eyebrow. Pete seemed more nervous now, his eyes much wider. He even seemed a little pale.

Tyler's eyebrows furrowed, "are you ok? You look like you're going to puke?"

Pete shook his head and let out a shaky breath. "I-I've never told anyone this, b-but." Tyler tilted his head, waiting for Pete to finish. Pete looked back at Tyler, "I'm gay, Tyler. I-I've known since the eighth grade, I just never wanted anyone to know. I-I thought it would ruin my life and swing what happens to you, it might."

Tyler didn't know what to say. He blinked at Pete with confusion, how did he never see this before? Pete looked like he was about ready to cry, so Tyler pulled him into a hug. Pete choked on his words as he spoke, hugging Tyler back tightly, "I-I'm so sorry, Tyler. I should've been there for you like how you're being here for me right now, which is super nice considering how shitty I've been towards you-" Tyler interrupted Pete with a chuckle. Pete's eyebrows furrowed, "w-what?"

Tyler shook his head, "stop rambling, it's ok."

Pete let out a sigh and he visibly relaxed, "oh thank god. I didn't want to loose you as a friend forever."

Tyler smiled kindly, "you'll always be my friend, Pete."

Pete wiped away the few tears that managed to escape, "I look fucking stupid right now."

Tyler let out a laugh, "no you don't, it's ok to cry. Believe me, I've done plenty of it."

Tyler meant it as a joke, but Pete frowned. "I'm really sorry, Tyler. I hate the thought of you crying."

Tyler frowned too, "don't, I'll get through this. It's not like everyone is going to constantly yell at me for the rest of my life. This should blow over."

Pete nodded, "ya, just know that I'm here for you. I'll help you when you need it."

Tyler pulled Pete into another hug, "thank you, Pete. I'll see you later, ok?"

Pete nodded and the two stood up. Pete scratched the back of his neck, "uh, I'm guessing Brendon will be questioning why I was here....you can tell him what I told you. I won't mind."

Tyler nodded, "ok. Bye, Pete."

Pete waved as he began walking back to his car. Tyler walked back inside and Brendon instantly went up to him, "what did he say? He didn't hurt you in any way, did he? I'll beat if ass for you-"

Tyler chuckled, "Bren, chill." Tyler tugged on Brendon's sleeve and pulled him back upstairs. They sat on Brendon's bed and Tyler sighed. "He just came by to apologize."

Brendon raised an eyebrow, "shit, really?"

Tyler nodded, "ya, and uh, he said I could tell you. He's gay."

Brendon's mouth dropped open, "no fucking way. Are you shitting me? Pete? I mean, I saw it coming when you told me you were gay... but Pete?!"

Tyler's eyebrows furrowed, "what do you mean you expected it when I told you I was gay?"

Brendon shrugged, "I don't know, man...just...." Brendon motioned to Tyler with his hands, "you kinda scream gay...in a way...bud forgot that! Are you serious?"

Tyler nodded, "ya, but don't tell anyone, ok?"

Brendon nodded, "ya, ok. I'm still shocked, wow."

Tyler rolled his eyes, "and I do not scream gay."

Brendon snorted, "whatever you say, bub."

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