Battle Scars

Familiar Faces

I awaken to shouting from the living room of Tyler's apartment and groggily stretch out my limbs, getting off the bed and walking cautiously towards the door, opening it enough for me to slip through to the hallway.

"I'm not letting you see him!" Tyler screams.

"You don't understand! I just want to talk to him for God's sake!" Oliver's voice catches me off guard, and my eyes start to water.

"You broke that boy! He didn't deserve it! You take him to dinner to break up with him? Who does that?" I peer around the corner and see Tyler and Oliver inches from each other, red faces and all.

"Ty?" I ask timidly, a few tears falling down my face.

They both turn to me and Oliver and I lock eyes.

"Troye I-" Oliver starts and I run towards them, heart pounding as I watch Tyler's face drop and Oliver smile widely.

I jump on Tyler and wrap my arms and legs around him, smirking as I watch Oliver's face drop.

"I told you to leave." Tyler says and I dry my senseless tears on his shirt.

I don't know what made me go to Tyler.

I think it's the fact that Tyler was there for me more in a span of two and a half weeks than Oliver was in two and a half years.

I heard Oliver sigh in defeat as he made his way towards the door. He slammed it and I flinched. Tyler sat on the couch and sat me next to him, pulling me into his strong arms while I silently cried into his shoulder. I could pretty much feel him seething at Oliver as he rubbed my back comfortingly. I sniffled as I pulled back from him, wiping my nose on my sleeve. As gross as it was, I couldn't bring myself to care right now.

"H-how dare he come and try t-to s-s-see me after what he d-did to me." I said with my eyes closed as I tried to steady my breathing.

"I don't know Troye, but if he ever tries to see you again I will personally break him." Tyler said with determination. I smiled at him as best as I could. I didn't deserve him, the number of times I cancelled plans with him to hang out with Oliver is something that should send me to prison. "Let's go get lunch." Tyler said suddenly.

"Why?" I wipe the last of my tears and furrow my brows together at him.

"Why not?" He replied cheerily. He stood up, grabbing both my hands and pulling me up with him. "I'm sure you have some clothes here somewhere. Go get ready, we're leaving in 30 minutes." He went on his way to get ready to go.

30 minutes?

I say to myself while looking at the clock.

Oh, it's 12:00pm.

That makes sense then.

I went and found a decent outfit from the collection of clothes I kept at Tyler's for if I ever needed them. After I got dressed I headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and do my hair. When I was ready I grabbed my phone and wallet and met Tyler in the living room. He looked up from his phone and gazed at me for a few seconds.

"You look cute." He smiled widely, pocketing his phone and opening the door for me.

"Thanks." I mumbled quietly, leading the way out of his apartment. I heard him snicker behind me as he shut the door and walked next to me. "Remind me again why we're going out to eat?" I asked him as we got into his car.

"There's no reason. I can treat you once in a while, can't I?" He asked me as he started his car.

"Uh, you're not treating me, I'm paying for myself." I said somewhat firmly. He laughed his iconic laugh.

"Sure, Troyeboy."

The name put a smile on my face, and we blasted music the whole way to the restaurant.

*time skip*

I pulled out my wallet to pay as I saw our waitress make her way towards our table. By the time I had the correct amount of money out to pay her, I looked up to see the waitress was gone and Tyler was smirking mischievously at me.

"Tylahhh." I droned out his name sighing, putting my money away. He laughed quietly, both of us standing up to leave the restaurant.

We both chuckled as we left the building, but my laughter stopped as quick as it started when I was face to face with someone familiar.