The Light. [Troyler]

Chapter Twenty Three.

Chapter Twenty Three. "Regret." 

DOUBLE UP(SLAY)TE. (get it? like update but with slay in it. no? okay.) 

Troyes POV

I slammed the door with shaky hands on the way out. My head felt like a tornado just went through it and I instantly regret leaving. I don't even feel the tears pour down my face until one lands on my shaky hand while I aimlessly walk away from him. His words repeat in my head and I regret every single one of mine. 

I was stupid and inconsiderate and I wish I knew how to control my anger but for some reasons all of my emotions with are always multiplied by ten. When I'm happy, angry, sad, nervous, it's always to extreme amounts when I am with him. He drives me crazy but I can't help but too adore him and his stupid blue eyes and gorgeous smile. He makes my heart hurt and I just fucked up so bad.

I walked around the city aimlessly just trying to think straight and regain myself but it seemed impossible. I decided against going to my cafe, too many friends there. I can't go to my secret place in the woods, too many memories. I felt sick thinking about how we were just yesterday or even hours ago. 

I pull out my phone that I thankfully grabbed in my hurry to leave and search for the person I knew would be there for me, no questions asked. One of my other best friends.

"Hey, Connor?" I ask into the phone after it was answered.

"Hey, Troye. You still in town?" He replied nicely.

"Uhhh, yeah. I was wondering if you could pick me up actually." 

"Yeah, sure. Where are you at? Is everything okay?" He asks worryingly and I can here him grab car keys.

I give him the street address and assure him I'm fine but I know he doubted it but I'll tell him everything when he gets here. I don't really have a choice though since tears are still running down my face. I calm myself slightly, trying to forget about todays events and try to be happy that I get to see Connor again. I wipe my stray tears away with more only to appear minutes later. Connor gets there in less than five minutes, obviously speeding. 

I get into his parked car and he starts driving. "What's wrong, Troye?" He asked once he sees my face, which I'm sure my pale skin made it obvious to see the tear tracks and the redness in my bright eyes. 

I just sigh out and mumble quietly, "Tyler and I got into a fight." He nods and gives me an understanding smile and I know I'll have to explain it all once we get to the O2L house, where Connor lived. We get there quickly and hop out the car. I am greeted by Kian and Jc. Connor dismisses us, understanding that I'm not in the mood for social interaction. 

He sits me on the bed before turning to me. "Let it out." 

I end up telling him the whole story. Everything that happened since I came here and I was glad  I could talk about it. Some parts, like todays events, were harder to talk about and I started crying a bit but Connor reassured me with his words and hugs when I needed it. He told me that he knew it would get better and that we couldn't stay mad at each other forever or long at all.

Connor hugs me again when I finish telling him everything and a few stray tears leave my eyes. 

"I expect you are going to go try to talk to him in the morning, as you should, but you should probably get some sleep now. You look exhausted. You can have Rickys room tonight. He's in Alabama visiting his family. He won't mind." Connor says with a small smile, ushering me to Rickys room. He gives me a comforting hug, some sweats to sleep in, and telling me to sleep before leaving me with my thoughts. He's a good friend.