Chapter 13 : 2 Boys at Once

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While we were kissing, I felt the need to stop. I seriously couldn't do this anymore. No emo shit included here and I knew that I changed. I changed because Tyler helped me change into a normal human being. I liked being this way and I loved being with Tyler. I couldn't take anymore so I let go.

"Why - Why'd you let go?" He whispered to me.

"Tyler, I don't - I don't know if I can do this anymore.." I told him.

"Do what? Weren't - " He stopped and looked around." Weren't we official?" He asked me quietly so no one could hear.

"...Tyler.. I'm sorry." I turned the other way and walked home. I heard him running to me and grab my arm. He kissed me. Again.

"Stop." I ran home and looked back. He just stood there.

I cried on my way home and stopped running halfway there. I loved Tyler, I just couldn't be with him. I didn't want to be with him. 

I ran home and into my room and heard someone talking inside. I pressed my ear to the door and heard my uncle talking to another guy. I crashed inside and saw them sitting on my bed.

"Oh, Hi London." The guy greeted me.

"Hi..Who-Who are you again?" I was confused.

"Oh, your Uncle signed you up for a therapist but he told me you feel better now." He told me.

"Oh..OH! I remember." I smiled at him. I ran back downstairs and opened a pepsi.

I waited for about..15-20 minutes before I saw him leave and saw Stan walking down the steps.

As soon as the guy left the room I questioned Stan.

"Who was he?" I told him. "Stan, I don't need a therapist."

"You did before!" He yelled.

"You know what? Sorry for asking." I ran up the steps and threw the empty pepsi can at him.

"London.." He told me.

"Whatever." I reached my room and jumped onto my bed.

I heard my phone ringing. I looked at the caller ID and saw 'Private'. I answered it and heard a familiar voice.

"Hello?" The voice said. "Is this London?" 

"Yeah..who is this?" I asked weirdly.

"Cyril!" He laughed.

"Ohh. Hey Cyril." I said quietly.

"You seem down.. Wanna meet at the park in..5?" His voice seemed so chill and soft.

"Sure.. See you there." I felt him smile through the phone and that just made me smile too.

I picked out cute light pink shorts, a white crop-top and light aqua blue suspenders. I thought I looked better with my hair out and my white toms.

I called a taxi and by the time it got here I ran inside. I eventually got to the park and when i got there I say Cyril sitting on the bench. He saw me and smiled. I smiled at him too and sat next to him.

"I like your outfit. Isn't it quite cold though?" He stated.

"Uh, yeah. Haha. I just rushed anyway." I told him.

"Cute. Haha." He laughed.

"Well.." I joked.

He walked under a tree and sat back. Next to him, was a basket and a red and white plaid blanket on the ground. I was guessing he was going to do a picnic with me so I walked towards the basket and picked it up.

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