Troyes POV
"Ow!"I sharply blurt out as my bum hit the hard floor. Quickly to prevent embarrassment I get up but I still rub my butt from the lingering pain.
"What the fuck." I mutter as I watch Jacob stomp out of here. I look down at the floor where I just has fallen then back up to where Jacob once was, but he left.
I frown and I feel the strong urge to cry. So I do. My eyes start to water, he got mad cause I said I love Tyler but I didn't mean it like that.. At all. I rub my wrist in confusment. Did he really just leave me? I realize Tyler is awkwardly watching me cry.
"Tyler I'm sorry, I'll be right back." I apologize while walking out. Jacob couldn't have gotten that far, right? We didn't take his car so he walked-
Wait
I stop dumbfounded in my tracks remembering I gave Jacob my keys because I had no pockets. I look up and my memory is confirmed when I see my car missing.
"Why am I such a fucking idiot!" I curse at myself and kick a parked mini van beside me. I reach for my phone and dial Jacobs number.
*ring*
*ring*
*ring*
*ring*
"Heyy, you've reached Jacob Bixenman. I'm probably not answering the phone right now because I'm busy, ignoring you of just spending time with my baby. Call me back"
Small little tears fall when I hear the ending. He's overreacting about this though. Whatever, no time to think to myself about who's wrong and right. My first thought is my house. I start sprinting to my home full of energy, anything to see Jacob. Sweat beaded my forehead as I held onto hope.
A smile grazes across my face as I finally, breathlessly reach my home only to be faded again to see no existence of my car.
You have got to be kidding me. I just ran nine blocks for nothing. I grab my phone again and dial a number, but not Jacobs.
*
"hello?"
"Hey Tyler, I need your help. Please pick me up at my house"
"Sure, I'll leave Starbucks right now."
*
I slide my phone back in my boot, the only place I had room, no pockets; remember? My mind started exploring bad situations. What if he got hurt? Like hit by a car? Or let his anger take over and already got into a fight? What if he's hurting himself? Cutting himself? What if he just broke up with me? I shake my head to try and get these thoughts to fall out and leave me alone. I tap my toes and they repeatedly hit the floor while I also bite my fingernails and wait as patiently as I can for Tyler, although my patience was already running low.
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Finally Tyler shows up, it felt like ages. I rush to get myself in the car. Once I do so I feel so anxious. I give Tyler a look as to say 'start fucking driving'. Tyler must've go the memo from my facial expression because right away he turned on his engine and off we went. I gave Tyler the directions to my lovers home. I peeked out the window to an empty driveway. I started chewing on my lip in complete utter confusion. Where is my hazel eyed boyfriend?
"The boxing ring!!" I say aloud, feeling completly stupid. I give Tyler the directions to the abandoned building, remembering when I was last there. The whole car ride I felt so anxious and to be honest, a little queasy. Finally we reached the place I was longing to be. I looked at the block and I found my car. Relief washed over me.
"Tyler I suggest you remain in the car, I'll be back." I slammed the car door and ran inside.
I saw my tall curly haired boyfriend, but his hair was pushed up with sweat used as gel. I was intently watching him as I saw him throw harsh punches to a punching bag. He almost hit it so hard it nearly knocked over.
"Jacob." I say quietly, but loud enough he can hear me. Jacob stops his rough training and glances over to me. His brows are knit together, in a angry way though. He was shirtless revealing his toned torso and muscular abs. Jacob jumps down from the high risen ring and walks over to me.
"Jacob I'm so sorry." I apologize before literally leaping into his arms and wrapping my legs around his waist. Although I frown when I don't feel his smooth boxing gloves hugging me back. I lift my head from Jacobs shoulder and look at him with confusion.
"Hey, I said I'm sorry and I really a-"
"Troye I don't think we should see each other anymore." Jacob said so sternly.
My heart has not just been ripped in half but also has been shattered into a million pieces. I drop from his body and try to process what had just happened. Jacob Bixenman just broke up with me. I notice my hands start to shake and once again I become weak and my vision becomes cloudy with tears. I could tell this pains Jacob because he looks away.
"P-please no." I beg sounding oh-so desperate but I couldn't give one fuck in the world right now about how I sound. Jacob and I literally just broke up because of the whole Nate situation.
"If this is about the Tyler thing I meant it in a best friend way, I-I really didn't mean to upset you. If this is about something else we can talk about it, please Jacob." It must've been hard to understand a word I was saying because I was full out sobbing. My tears were dripping onto my shirt.
"I think you should leave." Jacob set his gaze on the exit door. My lips quivered before I let more tears falls and turned to face the exit. I wiped my eyes roughly and then I mentally hit myself in the head.
How could I be such a idiot? I should've known Jacob Bixenmam was too good for me. I feel like I'm dying.
"Wait Troye." Hope fills me up like a bucket of water. I turn around so quick.
"yes?"
"Here's your keys." I get tossed my keys.
Now, I'm dead.
