Chapter 14

AN: Wow only 13 days until the show comes back. My Jyler fever is dying down, that's not a good sign.

*spoilers* Ya if you haven't seen the previews, I will be using the idea later on in the story. Can't help but love the boy-toys.

10th night

Staying In: continued.

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Jeremy got up from the comfortable couch to step in the kitchen. Tyler pondered with himself in his mind. He had been acting strange. Closing himself off was the only thing he knew how to do. He didn't understand this tight congestion in his chest. It was an unfamiliar feeling, nothing he'd experience before. If anyone saw him, the real him, he'd break. Break into thousands of unfixable pieces.

"Tyler!"

"Huh, what?"

"I've called your name like 5 times already."

"Sorry, I just got lost in my thoughts for a second. Eh, what's with the ice-cream?"

"My secret cure for depression, cookies with ice-cream."

"Seriously, more sweets?"

"Well when I was little, I was always clumsy and reckless. I fell off my bike and scraped both of my knees badly. Dad would always fix me up with band-aids. He sometimes wrapped me up like a mummy. My mom would always make me a bowl of cookies and ice-cream. Elena would always laugh at me, but she'd just give me a big hug, before stealing my bowl. We'd all just sit around and watch old horror movies together."

Tyler knew what Jeremy was doing. He was trying to open up to Tyler. Jeremy was sharing his fondest memories of his parents with him. Sure it was just a silly little story, but Tyler had felt this warmth radiating from Jeremy's smile and laughter. That feeling seeped into Tyler's skin, melting the cold congestion around his heart.

"Your parents sound great Jeremy. I think I remember meeting them a few times with Matt."

"Ya they are great. Mom was so beautiful and kind. And my dad was so strong, brave, and smart."

"I can see where you and Elena get that from."

"What about you Tyler? What are your parents like? I've only met them a few times."

"Eh… my parents aren't as great as yours sound…"

An awkward silence had snuck up on them again. Tyler obviously didn't want to talk about his parents. He was never close to them, mostly because his parents didn't care enough to pay attention to him. Growing up with nothing but loneliness only made him closed off around everyone. It was like having two personalities, two identities. There was the person that everyone saw and the person he hid.

Jeremy had felt like he just ran face first into Tyler's wall again. Yes, he did intentionally share his memories with Tyler. It was suppose to be something they could bond over. Jeremy never expected that he would hit a sore spot. Jeremy was slightly happy though. He was learned that family was a tough subject for Tyler. Now he'd know to avoid the topic in future conversations.

"Jeremy, it's getting late. I should go home before Elena and your Aunt gets back." Tyler says trying to avoid eye contact.

"Uh, ok." Jeremy was obviously a little disappointed that the night had to end so quickly.

"Hey Jere. Would you mind if we took a little trip next time we hang out?" This time Tyler's piercing eyes were directly on Jeremy.

"Ya, definitely."

"Great. I'll call you when I'm not busy."

"Ok."

Jeremy closed the door as Tyler walked out to his car. The young boy leaned against the door trying to catch his breath. Tyler said "Jere." That could only mean he was finally opening up or at least attempting to. The night wasn't a total waste now. Did this mean they had finally taken the next step in their friendship, opening up?