It's Complicated (Troyler)

Nightmare

*Tyler's POV*

I was still sobbing softly when Sawyer's car pulled up in front of me. He rushed over to where I was sitting, draping his sweater around my shoulders. I wasn't sure why, for support possibly? It wasn't really all that cold. 

"Hey, how are you?" He asked cautiously, concern showing in his voice. I knew I should appreciate what a good friend he was being, but I was too upset right now to be reasonable. 

"How do I fucking look?" 

"Like shit honestly." He chuckled, using an arm of the sweater to wipe the tears off of my face. At first I was a little offended, before realizing he was just being Sawyer. He didn't want to address how tense the mood was, he wasn't the serious type. I gave a weak smile. Maybe that was what I needed right now, someone who could just take my mind off of Troye altogether. I frowned instantly. I knew that wasn't the case. I'd tried the whole 'forgetting about Troye' thing before, and it had worked out horribly. Forgetting him just wasn't an option anymore. He was like the half of me that'd always been missing, and I could never go back to being just a half after knowing what it was like to be whole. He was a part of me now. How do you forget a part of yourself?

"So, do you want to tell me what's going on?" He asked, slipping onto the bench beside me. I wiped my eyes again, taking a deep breath.

"Troye's missing, we suspect foul play." I explained simply, not trusting myself to get anything more out. Emotions flickered across his face, settling on a grim frown.

"For how long?"

"Twenty-eight hours now." I said firmly. I didn't even have to look at my phone to see, I'd been checking it constantly before he got here and practically watching the time pass.

"What can I do to help?" He said finally, squeezing my thigh in support. I shrugged, not really sure just what it was I wanted from him. I just needed someone right now. 

"Can I... Can I stay with you tonight? I just really don't feel like being alone right now." I said honestly. I hoped he didn't want anymore of a reason than that, because I wouldn't be able to give it to him. He didn't ask for one though, just nodding in response. That's what I loved about Sawyer. He was such a laid back and chill guy, it wasn't often he lost his head. 

"Yeah, are you ready to leave?" He asked, looking at me expectantly. I couldn't help but giggle at the stupidity of his question.

"Oh, because I have so much going on here, crying in front of a Chinese place." He rolled his eyes at my sarcasm, grabbing my hand and pulling me to my feet. We started walking toward the car, but I was dragging my feet and falling behind slightly.

"Hurry up, Joey's waiting on me." That made me stop walking completely. At first I wasn't sure why those words made my heart constrict, but it didn't take long for me to realize. I was going to be thirdwheeling them all night. I was going to have to sit there and watch them be happy when my happiness had been snatched away from me. It wasn't fair. 

"Hurry up and we can stop for food on the way!" Sawyer yelled, waving at me from the other side of the car. I forced a shaky smile on my face and nodded, ducking into the passenger's. It was going to be fine. Surely I could stand just one night of watching my two good friends be happy together, right?

Getting food took a lot longer than we'd expected. Despite how late it was the lines had been crazy, maybe some sort of event had been going on. Either way Sawyer was turning extremely antsy and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of happiness for him over my jealousy. This is exactly what he'd wanted the whole time we'd been hooking up and even before that. He'd wanted the whole -butterflies in your stomach' and 'can't be away from each other for a second' type of experience, and he had finally found it. I wonder if he even realizes it.