What now? (A Tyrus fanfic)

8/14/2020 pt. 2

8/14/2020

Cyrus P.O.V

Cyrus ran upstairs to his room. His parents weren't home. He was pissed. He didn't get pissed. He almost never got truly mad. When he was younger he got mad a lot but he learned to appreciate what he had and he controlled his anger. He could barely control the fury in him now. "Deep breaths." He whispered to himself. "Deep breaths Goddamn it Cyrus Goodman!" He yelled. He needed to get the anger out. He kicked his dresser. "Ah, fuck!" He grabbed his foot in his hands and hopped hit way to his bed.

Tj's grey hoodie was on his bed. He put it on; running his hands through his hair the tears came. What had made Tj say the things he had? In Cyrus's mind they were worth fighting for. Maybe Tj just needed to cool off... no. "We're done." Tj had said. "We're done." Cyrus whispered to himself. 

Cyrus took a shower and made himself do his homework. He tried to eat but couldn't swallow. He called Andi and Buffy. They were at his house in minutes. "What happened?" Andi asked. "He said that we drifted apart and people who don't vibe together don't stay together and that we're... him and I, are done." The girls hugged him and it was all Cyrus could do to keep from breaking down again. "Can you guys spend the night? I'm not in the mood to be alone." 

"Of course Cyrus. We'll always be here for you." Buffy said. "Like in Friends?" Andi nodded her head. "Like in Friends."