Just friends. (troyler)

The past and flashbacks (chapter 19)

Troye's POV

Tyler and I both lay in the same hospital bedroom. I had a broken arm, broken ribs and some bruises and Tyler had some bruises and broken ribs. But we were still alive. We survived. Everything is over. Everything happened so fast yesterday... So much has happened. We both lay quiet in our uncomfortable hospitalbeds when two policemen walked in to ask us some questions. "Goodmorning mister Oakley and mister Mellet." Tyler and I both said, "Goodmorning." at the same time and started laughing. "Ouch Tilly! I can't laugh with my broken ribs, stop it!" I almost forgot about the policemen when one of them coughed to get our attention again. "Oh uhm I'm sorry. What would you like to know?" He took his notepad and his pen and asked, "Tell me why everything happened. And if there's a story, I'd like to hear it from the beginning." Tyler's eyes widened, "E... Everything?" The policeman gave him a confused look, "Yeah everything? That's what I just asked." Tyler's face turned red, "Tilly are you okay? If you have to tell something I'm not allowed to know I can leave the room you know that right?" Tyler immediately shook his head, "No! No Troye! That's not it, it's just... I tried to forget all these memories from the past. It's all like a nightmare. And I'm sorry Troye. I didn't tell you everything yet. So much more happened than what I told you..." The room stayed quiet for a minute, "Why didn't you tell me everything Tyler...?" I whispered. "I... I don't know... I guess I didn't want to take a look at the past. I've been trying to forget this since it happened... No one knows this. Not even my family. But I'll tell you now. I'll tell you everything."

I nodded and Tyler started telling the policemen and I everything. He sighed, "When I was around 15 years old I came out to my brother. He was the one I trusted the most. He was like a best friend to me. That changed that day. He didn't accept me. He screamed words like 'faggot' to me... He said I was wrong. I ruined my life by 'choosing' to be gay. He... He slapped me in the face. He started kicking me in my stomach. The whole night long. It happened every night. But one night he decided to change it up a bit. He kicked and slapped me until I was unconscious. The next day when I woke up I..." Tears started forming in his eyes. "I was naked... He lay on top of me, naked. My own brother. The one who called me 'faggot' fucking raped me." My jaw dropped, "Oh my God Tilly... I'm so sorry..." Tears started falling down my cheeks. How did he dare to hurt my Tilly... Why did he even do this?  The policeman had to ruin it again and asked another question, "That's awful, I'm sorry mister Oakley. Can we ask one more question?" He nodded, "What happened in that house? Or would you like to answer mister Mellet?" I nodded and told everything. Everything that happened, from when we got lost and Steve took us to the haunted house to when Steve drove into a train to what happened in the haunted house yesterday. "That's... That's a lot... But you told me you both basically killed someone?" I nodded, "Yeah. But it's because we couldn't let each other die. They were ready to kill us. They wanted to kill us. We only protected each other and ourselves!" The policemen both nodded, "Okay. We know enough for now. Have a nice day." "What do you mean?" I asked but they already left the room. 

I turned around to look at Tyler. He stared in shock at the wall in front of him. "Tilly... I'm so sorry... Are you okay?" He didn't say anything. "Tilly?" He still didn't answer. I tried to get up, I felt pain through my whole body. But I had to get up, for Tyler. When I finally got up I tried to walk to Tyler's bed. I slowly sat down and lay near him. I wrapped one arm around him and started playing with his hair with the other one. I kissed his cheek, "It's going to be okay Tilly..." I whispered. Finally tears fell down his cheeks. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you this Troye..." He whispered back. I nodded, "It's okay... Everything will be okay... I never want to lose you ever again Ty... These hours without you were already too long... I want to be able to hold you, kiss you and tell you it's going to be okay whenever I need and want to..." 

Tyler slowly fell asleep in my arms while I was thinking about everything that happened. I killed someone... "You're a murderer" I heard a voice in my head say. It repeated it over and over again. Like a basketball in my head and everytime it hit the ground it would say I'm a murderer. I kept seeing the man I killed in my head. Blood everywhere and a pale face. I started shaking, tears stung in my eyes. "You don't deserve to live. You killed someone." The voices became louder and louder and every noise outside of my head was blocked out now, it repeated faster and faster. Until I slapped myself in my face. It immediately stopped. Tears rolled over my cheeks. "I'm a fucking murderer..." I whispered to myself. I quickly looked over at Tyler to check if I didn't wake him up. I sighed, he's still sleeping... 

Tyler's POV (dreaming)

Everything was blurry and it was dark. I couldn't see anything. There was one light, the light of a candle that stood in the middle of the room. I watched the flame move. I didn't realise there was someone else in the room. "Beautiful, isn't it?" I nodded, wait... Who just said that? I looked around and saw Steve leaning to one of the black painted walls. "Sad one flame can ruin your whole life in one second though." He said as he walked to the candle to pick it up. He walked closer and closer to me. The fire almost touched my nose by now. I was sweating and shaking. I couldn't move, it was like I was sticked onto the ground. I watched the flame as it moved right in front of me. I started to see a face in the flame. It was Troye. He seemed in panic. His mouth formed words asking me to... Help him... Tears rolled down his cheeks while he kept asking me to help him. Troye's face faded away and Steve dropped the candle. The room was immediately on fire. The whole carpet. And I was in the middle of it. Steve ran away from the room while I was still stuck on the same place. The flames came closer and closer. They almost touched me when I could move again. I turned around and saw Troye in the middle of the flames. He was on fire... I saw him slowly burn. He was dying and I couldn't help him. "Sad one flame can ruin your whole life in one second isn't it." I heard Steve's voice echoing through the room.

A/N

I'm so so so sorry I haven't updated in so long! I don't know why but it took so long to put all of this into words... And I had no inspiration for a long time. Hope you liked it though. 

Also I'm so so so in love with the happy little pill music video! The pastel colours, Troye's quiff, Troye's jumpers, the fluffy owl, the cool lizard, everything. Everything is perfect! And tonight, aka in two hours Bastille's new song Bad_News will be on BBC radio 1 for the first time and I'm so excited to hear it! And tomorrow fun will be released on the radio, which I'm obviously just as excited for. And then it's friday, the day Trxye will be released! How am I even going to survive these next few days?