A/N: There's more angst here than "Hope". This one also deals with suicidal thoughts. Don't like, don't read. To get the best effect, listen to the song while you read it. It broke my heart to write this, so I hope you at least sniffle when you read it. I don't own The Covenant and I don't own the song, though I love both.

priori: Thanks. I'm really glad I did that one right enough for a usual TylerXChase no-likey type person to think it was good.

cutiepie2191: Thanks for actually thinking my stories are good, lol.

the power will come: Prepare to love me and make me cookies cause your slash is in the works!

raven2547: I'm working on that particular pairing as you read. I say that 'cause we're not speaking so that one wouldn't work XD Thanks for reading!

sparkley-tangerine: Thanks for thinking these are nicely written. And your slash is being written too. THANK YOU FOR FAVORITING ME!!

cajun-beauty: Wow...I promise I'm working on your suggestion, but it's going to be a little difficult to get everything right and keep everyone in character, so if yours comes out a little later than you'd like, I really am sorry. It's just something that's going to take some work.

Dark Angel Kira: For yours...Yes, the said person will be a jerk and cause other person to go to third person, but there will only be one relationship. I'm trying to not give away the slash pairing you suggested so it keeps people guessing

halliwitch: I'm sorry I confused you, but I'm glad you liked it!

Tyler Simms 15458: Thanks for reviewing. I've noticed a few people wanting the same pairing...Hmm...Maybe another series of oneshots??? The world may never know. -evil laugh-

A/N: I've gotten a flood of requests and to keep people from being confused, this is how things will work. The requested slash probably won't be coming out every week 'cause I can be a bit of a perfectionist sometimes. If the title of the chapter is "Requested Slash" then that's what it is. If I happen to get a scenario request, then the title will still be "Requested Slash", even if the pairing is still ReidxTyler. Now, please read, enjoy and review.

Black Orchid

Raindrops spattered against the window like so many kamikaze pilots, with the lightning for their landing lights and the thunder playing like a sonic boom. Tyler stared out the window of his bedroom, blue eyes blank and unseeing. His laptop sat open, on and neglected on his desk across the room. He'd left his instant messenger on with just a 'BRB' and no intention of returning. His mind saw only his conversation with Reid, the words burned into his eyelids.

playboy669: Something wrong Tyler? You seem a little off...

daydreemer: -sigh- Just thinking is all.

playboy669: Thinking about what?

daydreemer: How fucking lucky you are.

playboy669: How am I luckier than you?

daydreemer: You've got girls hanging all over you, girls that would kill their sisters if it got them a date with you. What do I have?

playboy669: ...A good personality.

daydreemer: Very fucking funny.

playboy669: Hold on a sec. Amber's calling.

daydreemer: I'm not who you think I am. I'm a liar and a fake.

playboy669: Tyler, are you sure you're okay?

daydreemer: Brb.

"I'm not okay. I love you and you don't see me." Tyler whispered to himself as tears stung his eyes.

He let the drops of saline roll down his face, not bothering to swat them away.

Have you ever been so lonely,

There's no one there to hold?

Pull me in or disown me,

And then climb inside.

My arms are open wide,

Have a look inside.

It is not that I am scared to learn

Just why I'm empty inside.

Hold my hand or show some concern,

If I live or die.

My eyes are open wide.

Help me look inside.

Tyler looked blankly at the computer screen as it filled with Reid still asking if he was okay.

"Too little, too late." Tyler laughed bitterly.

He sat down at the desk and pulled up his Away Message list and added a new one.

'Little known facts about Tyler Eric Simms and his outlook...

Behind my smile is everything you'll never understand...

I like walking in the rain because no one knows I'm crying...

It was my own fault. I deluded myself into thinking that I might ever mean something to you...

For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, "It might have been"...

If tears made you pretty, I'd be the prettiest boy alive...

No matter who, a tear will always mean someone's hurt...

I try to laugh about it, try to cover it with lies. I try to laugh about it, hiding tears in my eyes...

Pain doesn't hurt when it's all you've ever felt...

When I said I'd like a hug, I meant I needed one...

I'm not afraid of happy endings, I'm just afraid my life won't end that way...

Some times when I say "Oh I'm fine"I want someone to look me in the eyes and say, "Tell me the truth"...

When you asked me what was wrong, I said "Nothing". When you walked away I whispered "Everything"...

And though the fall kills me, for a moment I will fly...'

Tyler posted the new message and waited as Reid's flow of comments stopped.

playboy669: You think I'm so tough...I just never let you see me cry...

Tyler ignored him again.

I hear the water drip from the faucet,

It's sweetly falling in tune.

I'm gently closing the closet.

I fall to the floor,

And crawl to my room.

The thought of ending it soon...

Just let me sleep in my room.

Tyler laughed as his phone started ringing. He laughed harder, a cold, bitter, mirthless laugh, as he heard Reid's almost frantic voice on the answering machine telling him to pick up the phone. The laughs turned to sobs when the calls starting coming back to back and the computer screen filled with messages.

He sat at his desk and started to cover a sheet of paper with his elegant and curving script. It wasn't so much a will as it was an apology. He signed it "Tyler Eric Simms" and then put a single line through his last name. Under that, in tiny letters, he wrote "Death for my Dishonor".

Reid's voice came across the answering machine again and this time Reid was saying he was on his way over to the Simms house.

"Go ahead and come over. You can't stop me..." Tyler whispered.

"Just pick up the phone Tyler. Pick up the damn phone and tell me you're okay!" It almost sounded like Reid was crying.

"You never seemed to care before." Tyler continued whispering.

Tyler knew that there was only one way to test if Reid actually cared about him.

"To die slowly." Tyler sobbed.

He sat in the middle of his bed, a bottle of his mom's expired sleeping pills emptied before him and a razorblade in his right hand. He felt like Alice in his suicidal Wonderland. The blue and white pills were screaming "Eat Me" and the razor was whispering "Use Me".

He heard Reid's car pull up in the driveway and he cried harder.

Hear me cry! Cry! Cry!

I hear a knock at the front door.

Don't come in!

I try to look at you

But I can't stop shaking.

Leave me alone. Just go away.

Mother I'm so scared.

He felt a twinge as Reid Used to unlock the front door and heard the blond frantically screaming his name as he bounded up the stairs. Tyler pressed the razor to his wrist and whimpered as the cold metal touched his skin. He barely broke the surface and stared in morbid facination as tiny garnet blood droplets rushed to freedom and started collecting. He heard the door open and he continued staring at his wrist, tears still flowing down his face.

"Jesus Christ!" He heard Reid.

He listened to the thousand little clatters as Reid swept the pills off the bed and onto the wood floor. Reid sat next to him and shook his shoulders, ordering the smaller boy to look at him.

"Tell me you hate me Reid. Just tell me you hate me so I can end this and I won't have to hurt anymore." Tyler's voice quivered when he finally met Reid's eyes.

"I-I...I can't say that Ty."

"You've been saying it all along, you just haven't heard yourself." Tyler whispered.

"T-Tyler...No...I...I love you..."

"If you loved me, you would've seen this coming."

"I didn't see it coming because I was trying to ignore you."

"Isn't that fucking comforting." Tyler laughed bitterly.

"You know how my dad is...if he knew I liked...If...If he knew I'm bi and I loved you like I do...I'd get disowned." Reid said softly.

Tyler stared into Reid's pain-filled blue eyes and sobbed, crying harder than he'd ever cried before. He heard the razorblade clang on the floor as Reid tossed it away and he cried.

Empty bed and all the sheets are gone,

They're wrapped around me and you.

All is quiet but the drop of a gun.

I want to belong...to someone...

But maybe life's not for everyone.