[ T Y L E R ]
The crash at the door made Tyler's eyelids flick open and leap out of his bed. Fear pulsed through his veins, and his breathing sped up. His heart beat against his chest as he heard the faint sound of footsteps in the distance.
Tyler scrambled to his phone, by before he could do anything, the locked door to his room was kicked open. Before the now broken door stood the same strange man that was eyeing him earlier. The man's gray eyes held a chaos, and a hunger. A passion.
The man took several steps closer, nearing Tyler with each step. As the man stood an inch from him, he wished he could move. He tried to run, to scream, to do anything. He couldn't. Tyler was frozen, and he just allowed this man to take hold of his shoulders and throw him down onto the bed.
How would he ever get out of this situation? He was only 15, he didn't want this. Suddenly, reality struck Tyler and he released a scream. He could only hope that someone heard his desperate cries of help.
To his luck, someone did. Just as the man smashed his chapped lips onto Tyler's, a noise erupted though the house. The sound of rushed footsteps grew closer with every second. The unknown man who was currently on top of Tyler growled deeply, before grabbing the boy under him and lifting him. Whoever had entered the house, Tyler hoped they would make it in time to save him.
[ J U S T I N ]
Justin was simply on a serene stroll, enjoying the darkness and silence of the dimly lit streets. The breeze on the air flowed gracefully around him, and he inhaled deeply before his peaceful thoughts were interrupted. A scream sounded throughout the air, and Justin was immediately alert.
Soon, he was sprinting down the road and found himself at the house where he detected the scream from. He just hoped he wasn't too late to save whoever this person was and what was happening to them. Justin bolted straight through the already open front door, and followed the sounds of struggle to a room on the second story.
When he entered, his gaze fell upon what appeared to be an empty room. After taking a few more steps further into the room, his glance caught sight of none other than Tyler Brown curled up into a ball over in the corner. The petite younger boy was shaking, and his clothes were ripped apart to practically nothing.
The sight made Justin's heart drop. He wasn't an idiot, he knew what happened. Justin took a step closer to Tyler, and the frightened boy lifted his head, fear was obvious in his gaze and he attempted to distance himself from Justin. "P-please...don't hurt me, Justin.." Tyler whimpered out, hugging his knees to his chest. Justin sighed, and shook his head.
"Tyler, I would never hurt you. Come here." He replied, offering his hand. Tyler glanced over his own body before meeting Justin's gaze, and Justin nodded in understanding. 'I should probably find him some clothes.' He thought, mentally face palming for being so stupid. So, he pulled off his large burgundy sweatshirt and gave it to Tyler, along with a pair of Tyler's sweatpants which were laid messily on his bed.
Justin smiled weakly before lifting his gaze back to Tyler. "Go change into that, I'll be downstairs. Okay?" He spoke softly, almost as a question to see if Tyler would be alright with that. He simply nodded in approval before going off to change. While he was in the bathroom changing into his new comfortable clothes, Justin was in the kitchen. He made himself and Tyler a cup of coffee, in hopes to calm Tyler down from what happened.
A few brief moments later, Tyler walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. He smiled faintly at Justin with appreciation, and Justin strolled over to him to give him his cup of coffee. Tyler gladly took it, and he was pulled into the couch with Justin. "Tyler, can you tell me what happened?" Justin asked calmly, and the other boy simply averted his brown optics to the ground with shame.
"Justin...it was this guy. I didn't know him, and he...took advantage of me. I tried to stop, Justin. I was frozen." He spoke, his voice cracking. Just a ew hours ago, Justin was lucky enough to see Tyler being lively and playful, but now he was just a scared boy. It broke Justin's heart, and he sighed. An anger for this unknown man grew in Justin's heart, and he placed his hand under Tyler's chin to make him face him.
A tear drop dripped from Tyler's eye, and Justin was swift to wipe it away. "How far did he go?" Justin asked. Tyler could hear the rage that blossomed in his tone, and it made him wince. However, he still decided to answer. "Just kissing, you came before he could get any further. He bolted as soon as you came into the room. Through the window, and kept running." Tyler explained, shivering at the very memory of what had happened.
The image of this strange man was burned into Tyler's mind, and he was left to wonder if he'd ever recover. Being with Justin made him feel safe, though. It warmed him, so his once ragged breathing was now calm, and his racing heart was now simply thumping with the joy with be with Justin. To be truthful, Justin felt the very same.
A sigh of relief escaped Justin's lips. "That's good. Well, better than what could've happened. I'm glad that it didn't get that far. I promise you, I will find that guy." Justin responded. Tyler nodded. "Alright, but he's still out there, Justin." Tyler began, but gasped and widened his eyes with a sudden realization. "Justin! My parents, and my friends! I can't tell them. I just...I can't!" Tyler panicked, his breathing now growing heavier.
The mere thought of telling anyone about this sent shame to hover over Tyler's head. Justin rapidly caught on, and wrapped Tyler in his embrace. "Tyler, don't worry about that now. You don't have to tell them if you really don't want to. I will be here for you, for every step of the way. You have my word." He spoke, warm dripping from his voice.
For a few moments, they just stayed like that. Content in each other's hold, perfectly happy that way. They were like puzzle pieces, they fit so well. So, when Justin stood to leave, Tyler grasped his hand.
"Please, Justin. Stay with me."
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A Long Way from Home //A Jyler (Justin Blake & Tyler Brown) Fanfiction
Fanfiction"I'm from Minnesota." "Well, you're a long way from home." "Actually, I think my home is right here. With you." - Tyler Brown is 15 and a freshman in high school. He's genuinely very happy and always sees the positive side of things. His friends say...
