theblackinsideyoureyes:

-It was a lie, what was worse it was a stupid lie. Nothing about it added up. Tyler knew Pogue loved his friggin’ bike but to make that up? At least he got to him before Pogue decided to blame Reid for the dismemberment, but now he couldn’t breathe. Damn it, calm down, it was an obvious lie. Such an obvious lie…but he still couldn’t breathe. Tyler swallowed that familiar sick feeling back into his stomach and hastily made his way to the counter, giving himself something to grip to while his body calmed. It wasn’t going fast enough, so Tyler’s eyes bled black and conjured a small shot glass for him to force down-

-Pogue’s eyes followed Tyler, filled with concern, part of him wanted to bolt because clearly all he ever did was cause Tyler unnecessary pain, but then he didn’t want to leave Tyler on his own. He wanted to clear it all up, but somehow he didn’t think Tyler was going to listen to him. He took a step towards the other warlock- Do you-do you want me to go, or stay or get something for you? 

theblackinsideyoureyes:

-Okay, it was getting worse, a lot worse, but Pogue’s story wasn’t making sense and he needed it to make sense. Reid left. He left without a word, he left without a word and Tyler waited for him for months. Tyler had waited for Reid his entire life, plus, Reid had been drunk loads of times, and Tyler had sat there and prayed that in a moment of a complete, drunken haze Reid would make an advance on Tyler. This had to be a lie, this had to be Pogue’s revenge for his friggin’ bike- Fuck you. -he muttered out with his last bit of decent air-

-Pogue swallowed thickly. He turned his face away from Tyler, he knew that the story wasn’t exactly what Tyler had wanted to hear but he hadn’t been expecting that reaction. He folded his arms around himself, trying in vain to make himself so small that he could just disappear. It was all too much- I’m sorry.

theblackinsideyoureyes:

And THEN wasn’t the grand fucking perfect time to say something? Something that wasn’t ‘blow me’?

We’d been drinking, I wasn’t exactly in a clear state of mind and it wasn’t like I told him to and he did. 

theblackinsideyoureyes:

-Tyler’s mind was wheeling, that sick, tightening, inability to breathe feeling was resurfacing, but he shoved it down in order to get more answers, because…this didn’t sound right, instead he simply tilted his head-

He wanted someone, Ty. He wanted you. Don’t think for a moment that I ever thought that I was anything but a replacement for you because he didn’t think you wanted him. But he needed someone. Just…someone to care. 

theblackinsideyoureyes:

-that last part really snapped Tyler back to attention. All Reid ever did was one time things, why would that be an issue?- Why would that hurt Reid? -it came out a question, it should have come out a very strong ‘it wouldn’t have hurt Reid’ but clearly Tyler didn’t know his family half as well as he thought he did-

Because he asked me and I promised him that it meant more than that and it did, but you don’t want to hear that. 

theblackinsideyoureyes:

What do you want from me Tyler? I felt like shit that it was going to hurt you and I felt like shit that I was going to have to tell Reid it was a one time thing.

theblackinsideyoureyes:

And when that wore off?

Insert string of curse words here. 

theblackinsideyoureyes:

No. Your intention was to serve yourself—I want to know what you were thinking…right before it happened. During. And after. 

Clearly I wasn’t thinking.

theblackinsideyoureyes:

And I’m sorry I threw a car in the air and dropped it on your bike—five times. Maybe I should bring it back, after you’ve gotten a new one to be a constant reminder of how fucked up you felt when it was gone, and make it impossible to move on with the new one.

You never said you’d- i didn’t know you had someone. You have to know that my intention has never been to hurt you.