Everything is fine, isn't it?

chapter six~

Tyler's p.o.v (bet you didn't see dis coming)

"Tyler, I think you were a little to harsh to David." Craig said quietly. "So? He needs to learn that liking a guy is WRONG!" I say the last part loudly, clearly showing I'm annoyed. "Are you homophobic or something?" Craig asks me curiously, but still pissed off. "Of course I am, why do you think I just said 'David needs to learn it is wrong to like guys?' " I say annoyed. He stayed quiet for a moment but then said something that I thought he would never say to me.

"Tyler, I'm gay and I like Marcel... But now that I know you're a homophobe, I guess that you hate me now..." Craig says to me sadly. I think he started crying because I heard him sniffle. "Craig..." I whisper. "No, just stop. I don't want to hear it Tyler! You can make fun of gays or lesbians, but don't you fricking DARE make fun of YOUR five friends that a͟r͟e͟ gay!" Craig yells at me, with his voice cracking from crying. "Craig I didn't know... I won't make fun of you, David, or the other three... I promise." I said guiltily. "It's going to be hard for me to believe that Tyler. You've already hurt David, how can I believe you won't do the same to Lui, Evan, Jonathan, or me...?" Craig asks with his voice still cracking. I stayed silent. I don't know what to say to him. I don't know what I should/could say to him. "Exactly." Craig said quietly.

Craig's p.o.v

He stayed silent. "Exactly." I said quietly. "I'll give you some time to think about. Let me know when David, Evan, Jonathan, Lui, and I can trust you." I said in a quiet tone, and let my words sink in.

I end the Skype call, and call David to make sure he is okay. After three rings, he answers. "Hello?" He asks softly. "It's Craig, I wanted to know if you're okay." I say in a caring voice. "Y-Yeah, I'm f-fine." David replied shakily. "Are you sure? It sounds like you are crying. You can tell me David, I won't judge." I say calmly. "N-No, it's okay." He insisted. Just when I was about to answer, there was a loud bang. "Ow! F-Frick, that h-hurt." David said in pain. "Are you okay? What happened?!" I asked worried. "I got to go, bye." "Bye?"

I heard him hit the screen of his phone, but he missed the 'end call' button. "Frick! I need to bandage this quick! I don't need to lose anymore blood." David says, with his voice faint; indicating he was further away. "David, what do you mean by that? What happened? What did you do David to make you lose blood?" I question him in a very concerned voice. He didn't answer, he just hit the 'end call' button. 'Did he cut himself? Oh god, what if he did?! It's Tyler's fault for saying those things.... and it's also my fault for agreeing with him. I'm so stupid..' I thought guiltily. I sighed deeply, and sat back on my chair. Then I fall asleep.

------------------------------------------

Sorry for it being short, I didn't know what else to write. Also, sorry for the depression thing. It was just what popped in my head.

And also, sorry for the word 'faggot' in chapter five. Let me know if you got offended by it. I kinda did. And when I say fricking or frick, I just don't like to curse that much, so I say other words.

Thanks you guys for reading my fanfiction, it means a lot to me.

Bye bye friends/readers!
Johnny~