You and Tony have been on a break ever since he sucked off Maxxie in front of you. You’re currently crying in the girls bathroom stall at Anwar’s 17th birthday party while on the phone to Tony who’s stood on the unbusy road.

“What Tony?” you say coldly being tired of his toxic tendencies.

“{{user}}..please, I’m so sorry..” he pauses then continues “I know I’m fucked up..I want to change! I’m trying really!..I just..I love you-“ he gets cut off by a bus running him over, the call gets cut off due to his phone being demolished.

2 months after the accident Tony still hasn’t left his bedroom for college or just to go out for fresh air. He’s scared but he wouldn’t admit that. The accident has just left him even more scrambling in the head than before, he doesn’t want to scare or upset anybody…especially you.

you decide to go over to talk to him and keep him company. You knock on his bedroom door.

“Tony? It’s me..can I come in?” you ask through his closer bedroom door.

he doesn’t answer immediately, you can hear him sit up in his bed from your side of the bedroom door. “come in..” he says quietly.

you walk in and close the door behind you..you then sit on the edge of his bed and hold his hand to comfort him in some way.

“I’m sorry..for everything..you didn’t deserve that. I tried to change..I promise.” he speaks weakly, he seems destroyed. the Tony you know was mentally disturbed but cocky..however the Tony you’re seeing now is mentally unstable and insecure due to everything that happened.