My Bad Boy Best Friend

Chapter 15: You're the problem!(Badboy's POV)

Tytan's POV

I thought I looked alright? Apart from the bruises on my face. And my hair that I couldn't quite set right. There was nothing special about this specific dinner. It was just going to be another painful evening with my father.

Generally I took Lexi along. Just to make it bearable. She didn't mind. My father didn't seem to mind either. He thought Lexi was good for me. Too good for me even.

"Ty," mom stood by my door, the classic disappointed look plastered across her face.

"Yes, mother?"

"Your father and I think it's better if you skip this one."

"I--I would like to come."

"You're not coming." She said as her face went cold.

"Ma, please?" I didn't enjoy these events but my parents occasionally threw me a proud glance and that made them worth attending.

"Don't get into pointless fights next time and we'll consider it."

"Is it because Lexi's not here today?"

"I assure you Ty, this is all about you. You have to learn to stay out of things." She said as she slammed the door shut.

A surge of hatred swelled within my chest. It wasn't specifically aimed at anyone. Maybe a little towards my parents but I could somehow never really get myself to hate them. Sometimes they cared. Other times they didn't. And I had come to accept that.

I didn't bother taking the tux off. I didn't really do anything. Time froze around me. I stood there standing in front of the mirror, awkwardly.

I decided that I didn't want to stay in. So I waited for them to leave. I waited for the sound of the door slamming shut. I waited for a few moments after that to pick up my keys and head out.

The sky blushed, a deep purple. It glared at me. Waiting to reach out and knock me over. The color almost reminded me of the bruises on my face. A bright yet somehow fading purple that got dimmer with each passing second.

I drove myself to Lexi's place. She always knew what to do with me when I showed up in the middle of the week.

Things weren't the same between us but I knew she couldn't get herself to hate me. We were too dependant on each other to settle on hate, just as yet.

Maybe that counted as taking advantage of her?

But she knew just as well as I did that this is how it had always been.

Things had become complicated now. Or at least it seemed that way because things got complicated a long time ago?

I parked the car nearby and walked to her door.

My breath hitched as I contemplated ringing the doorbell.

I didn't want to see her? Did I?

I took in a deep breath. Trying to take a decision.

I rang the doorbell and hoped she didn't open the door. She'd be better off. I'd be better off. I didn't know what brought me here. I didn't want to know.

The door opened. Big, gleaming brown eyes found mine. Gosh, her eyes were something special. They always glowed? It was scary how her liquid brown eyes could melt me. Even when they happened to be glaring at me?

"Tytan." She said, disappointed. I didn't expect anything better? At least she hadn't slammed the door in my face yet?

"Lexi." I breathed out, choking just a little. She didn't seem to be expecting anyone? She was dressed in her casual but not too casual sweats and a loose t-shirt that made her look good. Her hair was thrown into a messy bun that didn't look like it took much effort but I could tell it took her about an hour to get right?