Tythan: A Christmas Love Story

First Day, First Fight

(Tyler's POV) 

"Try me, asshole," I growled. 

Suddenly, I heard Ethan's outcry as I was grabbed from behind and held there. I couldn't get away from them or help Ethan. I was socked in the chest several times, almost making me double over. 

"TYLER!" Ethan cried, trying to get away from them to help me. 

I did my best to get out of their grip, until I got an idea how. I threw my leg backwards quickly, hitting one of them where the sun don't shine. They let go and I was able to get away from the other two. I looked around for Ethan, only to find him on the ground and being kicked. 
I ran for him, but was pulled back by my jacket. I was slammed into the wall, hard, and was punched several times. When I regained my vision, I was on the ground, and they were beating up Ethan. I took the rest of my strength and pounced at Jacob.
Unfortunately, he moved and kicked me into the bench. It was enough to make me choke on my own blood. I ended up spitting it out, and it was bad too. 

"TYLER!!!!!" Ethan cried even louder. 

At this point, a lot of people were outside. Some were recording, others getting scared for me and Ethan. Ethan was trying his best to get up and get away from the guys, but was getting badly bruised and hurt for trying. 
I saw Jack come through the crowd and punch Jacob before he could kick me again. He knocked Jacob out cold, making his crew leave. 

"Bastard," he growled. "Are ya alright, Ethan? Tyler??" 
"I'm fine," Ethan replied weakly. "But Tyler needs help!! NOW!!!" 

Jack saw the blood coming from my nose and mouth and went to get his friends. It was hard for me to breathe, since the copper taste wasn't all that good to inhale. Ethan ran over to me and stayed with me. Then, I saw Mark, Amy, and a platinum blonde guy come out. 

"Felix, we need you to go ahead and tell the nurse!" Mark shouted. 

The platinum blonde, Felix, I guess, ran ahead. Mark and Jack got me over their shoulders and rushed me to the nurse's office. Ethan was following close behind. Once we got there, the nurse looked at me in horror and fear. 

"Oh dear God," she gasped. "What happened to him!?" 
"Jacob," Jack growled. "That bastard beat him up because he stood up fer Ethan and tried tuh' protect him." 
"Are you serious?!" 
"Yes." 

"Well, he needs to go to a hospital, immediately. I can't do anything for you, Tyler. I'm sorry." 
"Y-Y-You're f-fine..." I replied weakly. 
"Don't talk, it'll only make it worse." 

She dialed 911 and told them that they needed an ambulance up here now. After about two minutes, they were up here and I was taken out on a gurney. A lot of kids looked at me, scared, as I was taken out.
And, Ethan got permission from his mom to ride with me. At least he wouldn't be left here with that bastard, Jacob. After climbing in with the paramedics, he held my hand. 

"Just squeeze my hand if it hurts," he said calmly. "I'm so sorry to have gotten you into this, and on your first day, nonetheless." 
"Ethan, Ethan, Ethan," I started, trying to stop his babbling. "Listen... I WANTED to stand up for you..." 
"...What? But, why?" 
"No one deserves to me in this kind of mess... especially someone as innocent as you." 

He smiled. It was about ten minutes until we arrived at the hospital. My mom and dad were already up there. My dad was furious, but my mom was just scared. Once I was all bandaged up and everything was okay, they were let in. 

"Are you alright?!" she frantically asked. 
"How on Earth did you get in a fight on your first day, Tyler," my dad scoffed. "Your FIRST DAY." 
"It was my fault, sir..." Ethan began. 
"Don't you say that, Ethan," I retorted. "It wasn't your fault... Dad, I was sticking up for him... He was being bullied and I wasn't gonna let it happen. And no, I didn't throw the first punch, so I shouldn't get in trouble." 

"I'm just glad you're okay, honey," my mom sighed. "It scared us when we heard what happened. But I see you've already made a friend." 
"Yep... And he's one I'll fight for." 

Ethan just looked at me. I asked my parents to leave for a minute so we can talk. They did so, and Ethan came to my bedside. He was tearing up. 

"Tyler, do you really mean that," he asked. 
"Of course," I smiled. "Why wouldn't I be serious about this? You don't deserve to be made fun of for being gay." 
"Y-Y-You know!?" 
"Yeah... and guess what?" 
"What?" 
"Jacob's gonna hate me more... because I am too."