I Guess We'll Never Know (adopted by fob)✔

Seven

Ty
I got through the rest of day with a fake smile plastered on my face. Brendon's is no better than school. Fall Out Boy and Brendon's band is standing in the living room, as if they were expecting someone to walk through that door. "We need to talk." "Can we do it when I'm done dying inside?" "Ty what the fuck is wrong with you?" I stopped moving toward the stairs. "You." I hissed, turning to look at Pete. "You left me. You let that fucking monster put me in an orphanage. What the fuck is so wrong with me that you just walked away. You wouldn't have left if you CARED!" I shouted the last part. I stormed upstairs, tears streaming down my face. "You can't just walk away!" "I sure as hell can." I slammed the door and locked it. I slid down to the floor and covered my face with my hands. I need to talk to someone and I sure as hell wouldn't be talking to those assholes in a million years.

There's only one solution then. Call Dave. I grabbed my phone from the backpack, that I had thrown onto the floor upon coming in, and unlocked it. Before I could comprehend my actions, I was ringing Dave's number. "Ty what's wrong." "I fucking hate it here." More tears streamed down my face. I think he could tell that I'm upset. "What's happened?" "Fucking Pete. He sent me away as if I don't matter. He obviously doesn't care if he walked away twice. Fucking twice. I don't think I could do this. I'd rather be in that damned orphanage, laying on that lumpy old bed then be here." I heard him suck in a breath. "Ty please, you know you were unhappy there. You always have the option to live with me." I chuckled. "Your mom would probably kill you." I heard him breath out a laugh. "True. Just hang in there okay and if you ever need someone to just vent or fuck around with, I'm here." We exchanged a few more words before he hung up.

I heard movement outside the door. I opened the door to see a guilty Brendon and Pete. "It's so fucking rude to eavesdrop on someone's conversation." I pointed out. Pete's face hardened. "You were talking to that boy again. I don't want you talking to him." I raised my eyebrow and I felt a smirk plaster onto my face. "I don't give a fuck what you want. He's my best friend and my only friend. And you say you actually love me. Because fathers, don't tell their kids to stop talking to someone because their just boys. In that case. I guess I won't talk to any male. Have fun trying to get me to open up."