It's Gonna Get Better // Cyrus

It's Gonna Knock You Down

"So you're done with Tyler? Like done? Like chop of a limb done?" I asked, staring at the stars. "Yup he was a totally different person E he just totally disrespected Mack. No one fucks with my sister," he replied, "Or you", he kissed my cheek.

"Damn Tyler really. He seemed so quiet and sweet" I swatted away a gnat. "Yeah, well," he shrugged. "How was court?"

"Finally came to terms with the fact that my cousin is a rapist and I haven't talked to my parents yet", I sighed. "Total shit fest", he snorted. "Tell me about it," I laughed. "I mean it could be a good thing maybe them having sex is them making up."

"I know, but we don't even know if the baby is his yet and he's being an ass already", I groaned. He turned my head and kissed my forehead. "Stop stressing yourself out", he mumbled, lips pressed against my skin. "Everything is exhausting", I complained.
"Don't let it bother you", he said, rubbing his hand on my stomach. I opened my mouth to reply, "Don't say anything", he said quickly. I closed my mouth.

"You kids want anything?" I heard his dad. "No thanks we're fine", Cy replied. "Don't stay out too late might catch a cold," his dad told us. "Yup night."

"Goodnight."

Cyrus pulled the blanket over me. "Don't fall asleep E. I'm not carrying your thick ass inside," he joked, stroking my cheek. "I will push you off this roof", I giggled playfully. "You won't you love me too much" he pinched my nose, squeezing me closer to him.

Next morning

"Mack's talking to that loser again," someone said. We walked over to the two teens. "Mack!" Cyrus called. "Cyrus I'm talking to Tyler." She replied, annoyed. "Come on. The Coke machine at the commons is giving out doubles again." He coaxed her. I heard loud, boisterous cheering. "Seems as though they're happy", I nudged him.

"Jesus, I would love to end those motherfuckers." He smirked, wrapping his arm around me. "Right?" Toby chimed in. "Then let's do it," Tyler spoke up. "Nah. We wouldn't want you to get a bloody nose or anything." Cyrus replied rudely while Toby laughed. We walked off, leaving Tyler. I saw Justin approach the rowdy group. "Oh shit", I mumbled, walking over quickly.

"You're a goddamn liar!" Justin yelled in Bryce's face. "You never hooked up with Hannah. You would've told me."

"Why? Because we were best friends and I told you everything?" Bryce mocked him. "Justin, don't do this please", I pleaded with him.

"I should kill you", Justin threatened him getting closer. "Hey, chill out" Monty tried to touch Justin, but he brushed him off. "Still gonna hide behind your boys, Bryce?" Justin asked. Bryce pushed Monty back and dropped his bag. "I'm not hiding. You wanna go?" He got up in Justin's face.

Justin shoved him into the locker. "Ella get back," Scott said, pushing me. I watched Monty pull Justin off Bryce, and Bryce began punching him in the stomach repeatedly. "Stop!" I yelled at them. Tony pulled Monty off. "I don't want to fight you. Just breathe," Tony said to him.

"Faggot. You fucking coward faggot." Monty taunted him, causing Tony to socker punch him square in the face.

Yes, go short people!

But everyone was ganging up on Justin.

"Let's go, motherfuckers!" I heard Cyrus yell.

Before I knew it, many guys were fighting, Clay was on Bryce's back, but he threw him off and started punching Justin again. Zach came out of nowhere and tackled Bryce, so I took my bag and hit the guy restraining Justin. "What you gonna do hit a girl?" I glared at him when he turned to me.