TJ & Cyrus Broke Up - A Oneshot

TJ & Cyrus Broke Up - A oneshot

TW: swearing, minor violence

Did you hear?

Did you hear?

Did you hear?

TJ and Cyrus broke up.

The rumour mill at Jefferson High was like a crocodile waiting underwater, waiting, waiting for the right time to lunge at a feeble prey. And this time around, that prey was Cyrus.

And not TJ. TJ was a hotshot, the golden boy. No pesky rumour could ever stain his clean cut image. Even now, when he felt nothing but anger towards him, he couldn’t hate TJ. That’s what made Cyrus pathetic; the fact that TJ had hurt him but he couldn’t think of his ex as anything less than perfection.

Here’s the thing though, TJ was far from perfect. Cyrus got to see that up close and personal in their relationship of one year and three months. TJ snored and he had bad friends…Reed. He snorted when he laughed and his room was always messy. His dad smoked behind his mother’s back because Tom, smoking is going to kill you one day. Which that: Mrs. Kippen nagged and made really good cookies and TJ knew how much Cyrus loved those cookies and brought them for lunch when he could- TJ made him laugh and threw an arm around him when he felt unsafe or uncomfortable and it was like a flip of a switch because just that simple gesture gave Cyrus the confidence to smile and talk amongst TJ’s high end friends. It made him feel like one of them.

Even thinking about it now made Cyrus want to cry until no tears were left. He was in pain. So much pain that it made him tired in his bones and coloured his vision black and white.

And TJ?

TJ was a good boyfriend, a good best friend, a good friend. A comedian. A safety net. A shoulder to cry on.

Until he wasn’t.

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