Toby went ahead and texted Tristan, I’m here at the park, let me know when you get here.
He had the whole thing planned out, a nice picnic planned beside a large oak tree where there was a little privacy since it was located at the edge of the park. He was wearing nice clothes, nothing too fancy but enough to look clean.
Tristan texted back a mere Okay I'm coming in a few minutes after finishing up transferring his notes to what will become Chase's notes.
He was on his way over to the park when he called up Chase again. Please…. I want to know how you're doing….
Chase was laying on his bed when his phone rang. He sluggishly picked it up and answered when he saw it was Tristan, “Hey,” Chase smiled a little bit, he wished he could see his boyfriend. Sadly, the slightly queasy feeling stayed with him, but thankfully he managed to keep his food down.
Tristan stopped walking. "Hey…. You feeling okay?" He chuckled a little. "I mean, hopefully your food is staying down now…" He ran a hand through his hair, frowning a little. "….I really miss you….."
“I’m better, I definitely be back by Monday. I just miss you a lot too.” Chase told Tristan, “I’ll see you on Monday love.” Chase smiled a little bit, at least he’d be able to see Triatan on Monday. Maybe that’s why they say distance makes the heart grow fonder.
"I'll see you, too…" Tristan blew him a kiss before hanging up. Now I'm actually looking forward to this Monday for once… He continued on to the park where Toby said he was waiting.
Toby spotted Tristan and hastily walked up to greet him, “Hey, cutie,” He smiled, grabbing Tristan’s hand and intertwining their fingers as he started to tug Tristan towards the pinic he had set up beforehand, “Come on, this will be fun.”
Tristan's chest fluttered, but tried to take his hand away. "Alright… Uh…. What are we doing???" How do I tell him? He definitely seems the type who would bully me over something like that….
Toby released his hand reluctantly and responded just as they walked up upon the private clearing with a picnic all set up, and basket of rolls already set out for them. I certainly planned this well. “A picnic of course, since it’s such a lovely day.”
"I guess this is a nice day…" But not as nice as it should be… Tristan sat down, unsure really what else to say to him. Yet, a sudden pang struck his heart… What on earth am I even doing here!? H-He obviously loves me, why am I just fueling the fire!!?
Toby sat right next to Tristan, grabbing a roll and handing it to him, “So… Tristan…” He bit his lip -a rare sight out of him- and turned a little bit so he could face Tristan’s adorable face better, “I need to talk to you.”
He was a bit hesitant, but took the roll from his hand. "What is it???" Tristan tried to just look at his forehead– if not, past him entirely. I– I don't know what to do….
"Listen… I know we only met this Monday, but…" Toby leaned in, and his arms snaked around Tristan's sides and held him close, "This date is really important to me, and I really love you." Then he seemed to be quicker than a blink, leaning closer and crashing his lips against Tristan's.
([Insert my screaming noises])
I feel cheated!!!! His mind barked as his face burned so bad it was going to fall off. I feel cheated!!!! Chase!!!!! I NEEED YOU!!!! Tristan tried hard to back away from him, but is arms held him tight, and his body shook violently. ….I’m such a wreck…
Toby deepened the kiss, lost in his own selfish bliss. Tristan was his, and his alone. One of his hands snaked under Tristan’s shirt greedily, trailing his hand up Tristan’s back only to be interrupted by a small voice (Chase), “T-Tristan?”
Tristan stumbled, pulling away violently. "Chase!! I-It's not what it looks like!!" His voice wavered, his lips burning with the essence of cheat. "I-I-I–!" He broke down into tears. "I can't take this anymore!!!!"
Chase had gone out of his house to get fresh air after being cooped up inside all day long, and he came to find… this. This guy with his hands up Tristan’s shirt -Chase’s boyfriend’s shirt- and kissing him like crazy. Chase and Tristan had never gone that far before.
His whole world, his only happiness, shattered before his eyes. “I-I’m just a t-toy to y-you aren’t I? I-I-I’m just someth-thing to play with?” Chase’s eyes welled with tears as he said every word, betrayal striking his heart. “It was never really real, all those times I listened to you play the piano? All those times we c-cuddled?” Chase took a step back, then another. Then he turned and ran, tears running down his face.
Toby frowned, anger flashing at his chest at this guy who interrupted them and made his Tristan cry. He grabbed Tristan’s hand, “What just happened, are you okay?”
"L-Let go of me!!" Tristan flushed, really letting it loose. "What happened is that you made my real boyfriend upset!!! I had to tell you, but you wouldn't let me!!!!" He scrambled for words. "I-I hope you know love only works when it's mutual…" He got up and rushed away, without saying a goodbye– he didn't deserve one on any level. He's just a jerk…
Chase sprinted back home, but only when he was for cetain Tristan couldn’t see him did he run in his house. He ran up the stair to his room and shut the door, his father not even noticing, and cried. He cried and cried and cried. His heart was absolutely shattered. Chase didn’t want to go to school Monday.
Tristan trudged home, not caring if that guy was following him. He came home, and his father was surprised to see him. "You're home early! What happened?…."
He waved a hand of dismissal. "I-It's fine…" His mouth wavered as he fought off tears.
"Tristan…."
I-It's not my fault…. He frowned, heading upstairs. Y-Y-Yet I fell for it…. I knew it was coming…. He screwed his eyes shut, holding in the oncoming tears. He'll never forgive me…. He'll never forgive me…. Even if I tell him I never loved Toby…. He'll never forgive me….
(Timeskip to Monday?)
(Eeeeuuuuuugjj sure.)
Chase trudged into school on Monday, his face hollow. He dumped his stuff in his locker and went straight to his first hour. He sat far away from his normal seat. Chase didn’t know how he’d handle it if Tristan started making fun of him too.
Meanwhile…
Toby had migrated to go hang out with Kemp and Jacob’s gang, a steely cold face. He certainly planned to get revenge on that kid after he upset his Tristan.
Tristan had little idea on how to handle it. He'll never forgive me…. He dropped his stuff off, surprised Toby wasn't waiting for him. Good…. He buzzed off for now…. He grabbed all of his stuff and headed down to first hour. He sat in his usual seat, and he buried his face in his hands. I can't let Toby get in the way…. But…. He'll never forgive me…. He'll just think I was lying the entire time… The time I told him it wasn't an experiment…. The time I told him that our first kiss meant something… The time I told him I'd be his boyfriend…. The time I told him I loved him for real… All gone… Now I'm just back at square one….
Chase kept his head down the entire class, and basically all the way through the lunch bell. He trudged towards the lunch room but was stopped when an arm looked around his shoulder. Kemp’s cruel face was there, and suddenly Jacob was on the other side. They led him away from the lunchroom, passing Tristan’s locker as they headed towards the music hall. Where no classes were in session during lunch…