Next.
I'm getting a move on. I want DRAMA. Bah. I just have to figure out how to write said drama. -.-

Ah well.
Enjoy!
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The snooze alarm went off a few minutes later and Reid buried his head against Tyler's, groaning and squeezing Tyler tightly. Tyler wriggled from his grasp and shivered a bit as the cold air hit him. Reid curled into a ball and Tyler knew he wasn't moving. He stretched as far as he could and just barely hit the off button on the alarm. He made to stand up, but Reid's hand closed around his wrist and pulled him back down. He was awkwardly on top of Reid now, looking down at the drowsy boy.

"Reid... we've gotta get up." Reid shook his head and without even opening his eyes, he reached an arm around Tyler. With surprising strength, he pulled the kid to his side. Tyler squawked indignantly as he toppled over the blonde and was pulled into an embrace.

"Baby Boy, I'm beat, can't we please just lay here?" Reid hardly ever said please, so Tyler was a bit thrown off.

"Reid, I haven't missed a day of school, you want me to skip now?" He tried to see the clock, but Reid's arm was inconveniently in the way.

"Tyler..." He whined, nuzzling Tyler like a kitten. Tyler bit his lip as he felt Reid's hot breath on his neck.

"Come on, get up." Tyler insisted, although he didn't move from the blonde's warm body. Reid cracked open his brilliant eyes and Tyler was lost. His breath caught for a second as Reid pouted a bit. He couldn't form words and it made his heartbeat speed up when he couldn't tear his brown eyes away from the glassy blue ones. Lucky for Tyler, Reid broke eye contact, stretching a bit before pulling Tyler painfully close, then letting him go.

"Go ahead, if you want to go. I'm not getting up." He pulled the blanket out from under him and threw it over himself, snuggling deep in the covers. Tyler wanted to crawl under the blanket with him, but couldn't bring himself to do so. He sighed and got up, standing beside the bed, looking down at the rising and falling blanket as Reid breathed.

Tyler held his head as his pulse jolted lightning through his temple. He could tell already that today was going to be a long day. Trudging around the room slowly, he gathered his school uniform and books. Taking his clothes down the hall to the bathroom, he desperately wished that he could just be sleeping carelessly as Reid was.

Tyler stood in front of the large mirrors in the bathroom. His clothes slipped from his hands as he stared solemnly into his reflected eyes. He really looked like Hell. His lip was scabbing over where he'd bit it open and there were pieces of skin missing all over him where he'd tried to claw away his demons. His eyes were bloodshot and the beginnings of purple rings were starting to show. The trauma of the curse was beginning to wear away at his body and he only feared that it would get worse. Staring silently, he pulled his clothes over his battered torso and watched himself hide. He tore his eyes away from the mirror, thinking about what he was really hiding from the world; His Power, His Curse, His emotions, everything about him.

He turned the water on and splashed it on his face. Gripping the edge of the sink, he stared at the water running down the drain. His thoughts were racing.

"Think Tyler..." He whispered to himself. He knew that Reid came in late last night. Why? Where had he been? He tried to remember what they had talked about while Reid was lying in bed next to him. What would make him so angry that he would be lost to the curse? Suddenly, he heard his voice echoing through his head. What the fuck?! Pogue?

"God damnit!" He cursed as his temple throbbed again. He held his head for a few seconds until the pain subsided. "Pogue." He muttered out loud. His heart sank as he remembered exactly why Reid had come in late. Reid and Pogue had fucked. What else happened? He remembered seeing red, feeling utter hate, but he couldn't remember more than flashes of Reid's face in the early morning shadows. After that, the next thing he knew was waking up in his underwear beside his best friend. "What happened?" He whined to himself.

Tyler splashed some more water on his face and sighed before leaving the room. Walking back to the dorm room, he paused outside the door. What was going to happen today? After everything that had gone on last night, with not only himself and Reid, but Pogue as well. Tyler didn't even know what he did, but he was willing to bet that it wasn't something normal friends did. He'd have to figure out a way to ask Reid about it later. For now though, he sighed and slipped in the room just long enough to grab his bag and shoes before splitting. He took one more look at Reid and shook his head at the boy who was curled in exactly the position he'd left him in.

No sooner had Tyler opened his locker, Caleb and Pogue were at his side. Pogue was leaning on the lockers beside his and looking over Tyler as though calculating him. Caleb was standing behind him and Tyler could feel him looming over him before he even turned around.

"Where's Reid?" Pogue asked, rather than Caleb, which surprised Tyler a bit. He shrugged and tried to keep his voice casual, but it only came out tired.

"Where else? Sleeping in." Pogue smirked and Tyler noticed a mischievous sparkle in his eyes, but chose to ignore it. Caleb put a hand on his shoulder and spun him around gently.

"Are you okay Ty?" His eyes went wide as he saw the look about Tyler when his face was pulled from his locker. Even Pogue dropped his smirk. "Holy shit Ty. You look like Hell, what happened?" He asked, worry evident in his face. Tyler shrugged again.

"Nothin'." He said offhandedly, trying to turn back, but Caleb held him face-to-face.

"Have you been fighting? You know I'll kick anyone's ass who tries to hurt you, Baby Boy." Caleb said seriously. Tyler shook his head.

"I'm fine, no one's picking on me." He insisted, trying to look away from Caleb. He may be able to deceive his brothers, but he could not lie to save his life, especially straight to Big Brother Caleb's face.

"Reid picks on you, did you guys get in a fight?" Tyler squirmed in his place, Pogue always chose the perfect moments to put his word in. He met Pogue's eyes and knew that he was testing his waters to see how much Tyler knew. Tyler wasn't going to let him know anything, so he decided to just go on and pretend like he didn't know anything, and everyone would be happier.

"I didn't get into a fight guys!" He insisted, wrenching from Caleb's grip and turning back to his locker. Grabbing the books he needed, he slammed the door and pushed past them toward his class, knowing they were following close behind.

As Tyler stormed into class, everyone took notice. Tyler tended to be the quiet one who rarely showed any emotion. Everyone knew that something big was going on. Seeing his face and the other Sons following him with concerned looks, the people in their class assumed he'd gotten into a fight. Although it wasn't unlike Reid to skip class, everyone assumed that he was the reason for Tyler's apparent foul mood, and that was why he wasn't there. Tyler sunk into his seat and tried to put his neutral mask back on, but it was too late, he could already hear the whispers flying around him.

By the end of the day, word was around that the Simms-Garwin duo had broken up. Tyler had never really been bothered by rumors, but for some reason, his brothers seemed to think that he was upset about them. Caleb kept telling him to ignore them whenever they walked by someone who would start whispering or asking questions. Pogue told him that he should make up a grand story to throw them all off, an idea quickly frowned upon by Caleb.

"Guys. Seriously, I don't care." He said, throwing stuff in his locker. He closed it and turned to the boys who had been hovering over his shoulders all day. "I'm going to go see how Reid is doing. Please, just let it go." Caleb was about to speak, but wisely, Pogue agreed out loud before Leader Boy could get a word in. "Later." Tyler called over his shoulder while leaving the school of whispers behind him.

The second Tyler got in his truck, he sped off toward the forests surrounding the town. He pulled to a stop and just laid back in his seat thinking. If the rumors were this bad for a couple of scratches, what would happen if something drastic went down? What if he couldn't control the curse? If anyone found out, he'd probably be killed. Either that, or taken in by the government for some twisted experimentation. Fuck the public, two of his brothers didn't even know. They would hate him for hiding it, almost as much as he hated himself for telling Reid. The same thing would probably happen if they ever found out about the Power. He had always known that, but he'd never had to worry about two different curses at once. Well, three curses if you counted being bisexual in a small town a curse. Not that he would admit it, but there was just something inside him that was attracted to his best friend. However, there was the slight problem where Tyler had absolutely no fucking idea what he'd done with the boy. Waking up without clothes next to your nearly naked roommate was never a good sign. Especially when that roommate is Reid Garwin, of all people. For all Tyler knew, they could have fucked. After all, Reid and Pogue screwed.

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Snap.
The Rumor Mill is not your friend.
Unless you know how to work it.

Up Next: Tyler has to figure out a way to ask Reid about last night. Can he do it? What is Reid going to think?

Oh, I did end up posting that oneshot about Tyler if you guys feel like reading it. It's called The rhythm of life.

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