'So you're telling me you just left your soon be wife at home alone after you fought because you invited Cyrus to the wedding'. Marty said trying to make sure of what his best friend said.
'Yup' Tj replies, popping the 'p'-'so uh what you thing about that'?. Marty squeezes his eyes shut.
'Do you still love Cyrus?' Marty asked. And the question Tj is processing wrecks him having to answer it. He knows he has to tell the truth because Marty is his best friend.
'Yes' Tj says quietly nodding his head.
'And you invited him so you could see him again' Tj shakes his head slowly. His eyes well up with tears. Marty's face softened.
'Hey Tj come on. Come sit down' Tj sits right next to Marty on the couch.
Tj pov
'I just miss him Marty' my face is soaked with tears.
'I know Teej. I know.' He rubs my back.
That' was the first time in a long time I've said the words 'I miss him' speaking of Cyrus and not my childhood fish lucky. But I do, I really miss him. I want to hold him again, I want his hand in mine, I want his lips on mine, I want his words glued to my head. I want Cyrus Goodman. I need Cyrus Goodman.
'I need him Marty'.
