CONTENT WARNING:

In no way is any of my writing supposed to be insulting towards the real people. These are the celebrities twisted to fit a prompt and storyline I've makeshifted. If you don't get this please exit the story now instead of commenting.

(Sorry not sorry - Demi Lovato)

Tyler's POV

I rode my bike out there and it took me a solid hour, but I got there.

My body was aching for me to throw myself into the street, but Jenna was waiting for me.

Wasn't she?

I arrived at her front door step and really questioned me going up to her door.

I chewed my nails and flicked at the rubber band around my wrist making a couple red marks before I stepped up onto the porch.

Deep breaths Tyler, deep breaths. It's just Jenna.

One. Two. Three knocks.

She opened the door with her hair in a loose bun and her mouth full of a brownie.

"Oh Tyler!" She giggled. "Step inside buddy pal man! Let's get some chemistry on."

"Y'know Jenna. I was thinking we could kinda chill first. I'm exhausted. It took me an hour to ride my bike over here."

"Yeah yeah shut up Tyler..."she said slapping my knee.

She handed me a half empty water bottle and rolled her eyes.

"Drink up chem boy."

I don't know why, but that stung.

It's just Jenna. She's just messing around. Right?

She got up quickly and then slammed her textbook onto the coffee table, two pieces of homework, and an empty notebook.

"If you could make some notes for me, that'd be great! The final is coming up y'know?"

"Jenna did you really just invite me up here to do your work for you."

She smiled and then it disappeared.

"No! Nono Tyler I was thinking we could also talk about uhh life and stuff!"

She finished her brownie and then licked her finger.

She cleared her throat, "How's that band you got going. What was it called? Twenty thousand airplanes or something stupid like that."

"Close, but no. It's twenty one pilots. And it's going well. Josh is really talented with the drums and he's a fast learner at the tambourine. I kinda want to teach him the ukel-"

"Yeah that sounds awesome. Josh seems pretty cool. He's really cute and muscley and looks like he could use a girl in his arms." Jenna says interrupting me again.

I look back down and I'm already kinda finished with the first page of homework.

I'm thinking about bullshitting the rest, but...It's Jenna.

"Jenna could I tell you some-"

"I could use a shot." She said cutting me off

"A...A shot?"

"Yeah of like vodka...or something hard."

"But it's literally just you and me. Me doing your chem homework."

"Mhhhmm..." she said nodding and then closing her eyes.

"Jenna...can I tell you something?"

"Sure buddy..." she said mumbling.

"I...I..."

"Spit it out buddy, you're getting on my nerves."

I put the pencil down.  "I like you."

She went silent for a couple seconds.

"I know."

Silence again.

"You know?"

Silence.

"How could I not know? You're obvious little boy."

I'm too afraid to look up at her again from my position on the floor.

I can tell she has her legs up and her hands are running through her sickening blonde hair.

Why do I not want to say this. It just spills out of mouth, but I don't want to. It doesn't feel right.

"Do you...want to go...out with me?"

She lets out a light laugh and slaps her thigh.

"Tyler." She pauses. "No."

She laughs again and my heart is racing.

I feel so broken up but I feel so glad she didn't say yes."

There's silence once more and then.

"Tyler, get the fuck out of my house."

My legs are asleep so it hurts when I get up.

"It took me an hour to get here each time. Each time I came and did your bullshit for you. For you to treat me like nothing. I cared about you Jenna."

"And I couldn't give a fuck." She said with a smile.

"You're a conniving bitch."

"Took you long enough to figure that out."

"You're just using guys for your own benefit."

She lead me to the door and leaned against the door frame.

"And when they can't give you anything? Then what?"

"Usually dick." She took no hesitation to say that.

"And me? Josh? You've been hanging with us for two years. Since sophomore year! We're seniors Jenna!"

"Homework. I was hoping for dick too with you band freaks, but mostly from Josh. Who knows what you have in your emo pants."

"Why did I even tell you? My body didn't even want to."

"Why? Why Tyler? Because Tyler. I wanted you to like me, I lead you on in every way possible so that if you didn't end up liking me you'd be insane or gay! Knowing that you didn't even want to ask me out is probably the gay part of you coming out. You're smart ass brain found out my act, but who the fuck is gonna believe you're sad band nerd ass? NO ONE! Now get the fuck out of my god damn house, Tyler Joseph."

I rode back home crying.

I didn't want to go home.

Where am I even going?

Straight into traffic?

Off a bridge?

Fuck.

It's starting to rain.