Odd Ones Out (MINICAT)

♡Chapter twenty-six♡

Craig's POV (play when said)

"How the fuck did he find out!?" Tyler shouts as he paced around the kitchen, just like I was before. I was still sitting on the floor hugging myself, watching him slowly begin to fall apart.

'I don't know." I whsiper. I honestly didn't know how to handle the situation. This is all happening to fast and for what I did to him it's most likely that he will do it right back to us.

"I-I'm sorry." I whimper. Tyler stops and looks to me, cocking his eyebrow. "Why?" He asks. "B-because, this is all my-my fault." I sob out. I bring my knees closer to my chest as I grip myself tightly. "How the hell is this your fault Craig?!" Tyler yells making me flinch and shut my eyes.

I open them after a few seconds to see Tyler's eyes wide as he stared at me. His body was tensed up, he had his hands balled up into fists, his pupils so tiny I could barely see them. I felt horrible, like I was gonna be sick or something.

"God fucking DAMNIT!" He yells as he punches the wall. God it's gonna take awhile to fix those..

"T-Tyler please." I whisper. Tyler whips his head at me and laughs. My eyes widen. "What Craig? What you want me to calm down? You scared I'm gonna fucking hit ya!?" He yells. I flinch and move further back into the wall behind me. "My life is basically over now!" He shouts well pulling at his hair and leaning on the counter top. "Welcome to my life." I chuckle well looking to the side. "Craig I don't want to live your fucking life! You get beat up, thrown out of your own home, picked on, I don't want that! You live the most pathetic life ev-" He cuts himself off once he's realized what he said.

I push myself off the ground and stand up straight. "Craig I'm sorry-" "If I'm so pathetic then leave." I interpret. His eyes widen as I look to him, holding regret and sorrow in them.

I didn't care anymore, I thought Tyler and I would have figured this out together. We've had fights here and there but they never ended like this. As much as I want to run up and hug him I'm not, I'm not giving into him when he literally just called my life pathetic. He just got himself on a boat to sorry town, and I don't fucking care if he comes back or not. I don't need to deal with his bullshit right now.

"Craig please." I shake my head and laugh. "We can't keep doing this Ty, I'm not just some toy you can play with whenever you want. I'm a fucking person and as much as I get treated like I'm not, I still am one." I reply well crossing my arms and leaning back against the counter.

"Also you can leave." I add. His eyes widen as he meets my glance. "But-" "I don't fucking care, if you wanna be a bitch Tyler game on mother fucker." I reply, a small grin tugging on my lips. Tyled huff's before grabbing his bag and walking out the door, slamming it shut on his way out.

I let out a shaky breath I unknowingly held in and tried calming down.

I understand how worried Tyler is, he's the most popular guy at school. If word gets out he's gay and dating me he's done for. So it's understandable that he's scared but what he said is not okay, on many levels. As much as it hurts me to basically kick him out of his home I knew it was for the best. He's probably on his way to Evan's right now. So I know he has somewhere to stay. It's only gonna be for a few days then he'll most likely be back living with me and everything will be A okay.

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I sigh heavily as I walk out of the apartment I lived in and began walking to school.

I'm completely aware that it's 6 in the morning and that the school itself doesn't open till 6:30 but I am terrified of Marcel and other bullies to go any later.