Tyrus - the Sequel

6

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Pov - Tj

I really don't want to go, but I'll do anything for Cyrus. He calls an Uber to pick us up. I'm fine though, I don't need medical attention. I want my family back. I lost them because of my sexuality. I keep getting flashbacks of the memories with my family.

"You know," I say to Cyrus. "Me, my mom, and my brother have a tradition on snowy days."

"What is it?" he asks.

"We would wake up, and cue up the fireplace. My mother made hot chocolate. We'd sit in front of the fireplace and drink it and we would talk about how great it was how that we didn't have school. Then we would bundle up in our winter gear and go outside. Me and my brother would play in the snow for hours. My mom would videotape it and post it on her Facebook.  Michael always made a snowman and named it Harold. I loved making snow angels." I take a deep breath. Cyrus notices the catches in my breath and reaches for my hand. I love how he knows when to hold it.

"That was before my family started to fall apart. I was only 12 back then, Micheal was 6 years old. My mom got a new husband, who is my dad, I guess. Then my 'dad' was getting high and drinking 24/7 and it wasn't good. Him and my mom would get in tons of fights, and me and Micheal would be forced to watch. It hasn't snowed since my new father came. And now I'm here, who knew this is where I'd be."

"It's ok Tj, not everyone has a perfect family, but that memory is super sweet. Cherish it," Cyrus says to me. His puppy dog eyes smile at me. That's all I needed from him in the moment.

The car pulls up to the hospital. I really, really don't want to go, but Cyrus is already out of the car and on the sidewalk. I hang out in the car for a while. Maybe if I stay here I wouldn't have to go. Cyrus knocks on the window. I can't say no to him. Before I know it, I'm on the sidewalk. There's no turning back now.

Pov - Tj

I'm laying in the hospital bed, someplace where I don't want to be. Why do I have to be in this bed? I'm very capable enough to walk. Cyrus went to get food for me and him. He really does care about me, doesn't he? Earlier today, I got some x-rays. Of course the doctors said they would tell me what was wrong with me soon, but that was 5 hours ago. Now, it's 9 o-clock at night and I'm laying in a hospital bed. Who's even gonna pay for this? I certainly don't have the money, and I know my parents won't care. I would not make Cyrus pay for it. I'll figure it out when the time comes.

The hospital room is worse than I expected. There are absolutely no walls, just curtains. I can hear everyone around me. About 30 minutes ago, a little boy was screaming at a nurse. It was unbearable. There's a small TV, but it won't turn on. It smells like hand sanitizer and those wooden stick doctors put in your mouths. I hate the hospital life, and I've only been here for a few hours.

Cyrus walks through the curtain with a tray full of food. There are 2 grilled cheeses and 2 water bottles. Cyrus knows that I like anything that involves cheese and bread. I eat it with my other hand because my shoulder is still in pain.

"Has anyone given any news?" Cyrus asks with hope.

"Nope, not at all," I say. He lets out a frustrated sigh. He hates it as much as I do.

"You might have to stay overnight," he says.

"I might," I say between a bite.

"Well, I'm not leaving you, so don't expect me to,"

"I don't want you to leave Cy," That makes him smile.

We both eat our grilled cheeses in silence. I know he wants to talk, but were not risking us being outed to the public yet. It's still too risky. But his presence is enough for me though.

"We have your x-ray results,"

My eyes shoot open from their deep sleep. Cyrus shoots up too. He was laying on the side of the bed. How late is it?

"Huh?" I say sleepily. Cyrus giggles at me.

"Your x-ray results came back, sorry it's so late," the nurse says.

"It's alright," I say, not meaning it.

Cyrus goes right into it, "So.."

"Well, you hit the ground quite hard sir because you fractured your scapula, also known as your shoulder blade."

I can see that Cyrus is getting tenser and tenser.

"Don't worry, it will hurt for a little while, then heal eventually. We can provide you a sling if you'd like," the nurse says.

"Thank you," I say. "I'm ok for right now,"

The nurse leaves. She probably expects me to leave soon. Cyrus looks at me and grabs my hand. He gives me a soft smile. I return it. He lays his head down in the bed, still holding my hand, and drifts off to sleep again. Cyrus is worried for me. I know it. My eyes flutter shut and sleep overcomes me.

The light coming from the window wakes me up. I sit up, but I'm not in the hospital, I'm in my bedroom. How did I get here? Did my dad allow me to come back?

I walk down the stairs slowly, afraid of what's in the kitchen. There is no kitchen, it's just a sea of darkness. My pulse quickens.

A large whipping sound occurs behind me. I whip around, the stairs are gone. My father stands in the sea of black, holding a whip. He has an evil grin on his face. He pulls back his arm and sends the whip towards me. I scream and cover my head in my hands.

I sit up, breathing heavily. A cold sweat is across my forehead. Cyrus shoots up.

"What happened? Teej, you alright?" he asks, but he already knows the answer. I'm never going to be alright.

POV - Cyrus

Poor Tj. I can't stop thinking about what he's gone through, or the nightmares he'll continue to have. Where's he going to stay? I guess he could stay with me but my house is packed enough as it is. How is he going to pay this hospital bill? Maybe I can do that for him.

Tj's phone rings on the bedside table. I give it to him.

"Hello?.....Hi.....Yeah I'm doing alright......I don't know if I want to talk about it........Really?.....Thank you so much.....and um, could you come sign me out of here?...Great!...I'll see you in a bit," Tj says into the phone.

"Who was that?" I say.

"My aunt, she's letting me stay at her place, and she's going to get me out of here,"

"That's great Tj!" I say happily.

"I know, I can't wait to get out of here," he says.

He'll start a new life at his aunt's house. Tj will be happy soon. I'm happy for him. I lean over and kiss him on the cheek. His face turns red as well as mine. He holds his hand out and I take it.  

sorry guys this seemed short to me but dont worry next weeks chapter was, literally, 4 pages long so it will be worth it.  hope you enjoyed! comments and stars make my day!!