[ UNEDITED ] ( Warning: some strong language is used later in the chapter )
{ TJ'S POV }
"Y-yep, perfect."
I studied Cyrus's face. His cheeks were tinted pink. His dark brown eyes avoided my blue ones, focusing on everything but me.
"Cyrus" I said, finally getting his attention.
"Sorry" he said.
"It's fi-"
"Hey Cyrus!" an unfamiliar voice shouted.
I looked up to meet their eyes. It was a guy, brown hair, hazel eyes, and was probably about Cyrus's height.
"Hey" Cyrus said sheepishly.
"Hey who's this?" the unfamiliar boy questioned.
"Oh, Jonah, this is Tj. Tj, this is Jonah."
"Sup" Jonah greeted politely.
Instead of actually using my words to greet him back, I sent him a subtle nod. Jonah stared at me blankly, before turning to face Cyrus.
"Anyways, dude, I need you" Jonah said to Cyrus.
He needs him?
"-Andi's not talking to me right now, and I was hoping if maybe you could talk to her about it."
Cyrus scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Why do I always get stuck in the middle of this?"
Yikes. What great friends Andi and Jonah are. Why can't they just be mature and leave Cyrus out of it?
"Please Cy-guy" Jonah begged, throwing his head back.
Cy-guy. What a lame nickname.
"I don't know. I don't really like being in the middle of your fights" Cyrus stated.
"Cyrus, please. She won't listen to me. She'll only listen to you or Buffy, but Buffy didn't want to help me out."
My god, I've never met anyone more desperate in my life
"Jonah, no."
"Cy-"
"Dude, he said no, forget about it" I intruded, standing up from my seat so that I grew taller than the boy in front of me.
"Tj" Cyrus looked at me. "Relax, I got it."
I peeled my focus away from Jonah, putting it on Cyrus. I wanted to have hope in him, but I knew he would've probably just given into Jonah's begging.
"No, you don't. He's just going to keep begging, and you're too nice to say no."
Cyrus sent me a thankful, yet sympathetic glance.
"Okay" Jonah said, exaggerating each letter. "I'm gonna go."
Jonah turned on his heel, and walked away from the situation. The heat in my face disappeared, and my hand unclenched from the reflexed fist it balled up into. Instead of me sitting back down, Cyrus stood up with me.
"Sorry Cy."
"It's fine" he said, almost breathlessly. "Are you okay though?"
Why is he asking if I'm okay?
"Yeah, I'm fine now. You?"
"I'm great, thanks."
I looked down at the ground, one hand rubbing the opposite arm.
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Trust Me (Tyrus)
Fanfiction[ ON HOLD ] It's High School now, and Cyrus Goodman is nothing but the sidekick friend of Buffy and Andi. Tj Kippen is still the best basketball player on their school's team. Little did they both know, their whole lives were about to change. What w...
