JAYS POV
"Okay Ty, something's been killing me and I'm finally ready to tell you it all. Tyler I have been thinking about leaving for the past nine weeks." I say calmly as I hope he'll catch a clue
"Leaving what?" he asked as clueless as ever. Great now I'll have to hurt him.
"Leaving you. Leaving California. I'm going back to Minnesota to be with my family." I state and his expression goes from shocked to pissed to confused.
"So you're just gonna leave and never come back?" he asks as I see how hurt he is.
"Yea, that's the plan. I thought moving alone would be great because I would be free but it hasn't helped at all. I still feel trapped and just miss them" I state but he just avoids eye contact, putting his head down.
"So this is the end of us isn't it?" he asks, twiddling with his thumbs.
"Tyler it's not you personally, I just need to find out why I'm so depressed and I think that's all that can help"
"Justin, if you're leaving and never coming back. Can we atleast have a moment of no arguing, I really don't wanna be a wreck when Kevin isn't here" he frowns and it breaks my heart to see how hard he's trying to keep it in.
I take two fingers and pull his chin up, making eye contact.
"Tyler, I love you"
"If you love me why are you leaving me" he asks, tugging on his hair painfully.
"Hey don't do that." I say, carefully taking his hand off and intertwining it with mine.
"I don't wanna cry, and I don't wanna sleep. I don't know what to do" he cries, curling up into a ball with his head between his legs.
"I still have a week before I leave, so why breakup now?" I ask with a smirk but don't get a giggle from him.
"So I can be in more pain when you leave. No thanks, if you're leaving then you have to be selling the house too. I gotta go pack up all my things" he says, getting up to go upstairs.
"I would invite you but pretty sure all your things are already packed. I guess that's why you've been wearing all my clothes" he adds, running upstairs.
"Shit!" I murmur to myself, running my hand through my hair.
I hear a loud thump, causing me to run upstairs, almost tripping on the last step.
"Baby what's wrong?" I ask but go speechless as there's a passed out Tyler on the floor.
"Great! I told them that it would break him" I say to myself, calling Bryce and Maya to come from outside.
I look at Tyler once again and sees that his eyes were puffy from crying and I couldn't help it.
I shook him and started to pour out in tears.
They quickly come in and Maya pulls me away from Tyler.
I hug her tightly and start to pour in tears at the idea of Ty being unconscious and I'm pretty sure I knew why.
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