Empty Hearts?

Chapter 12~ Tylers pov

"I need to ask you a few questions. Can you come down to the station for an hour or two?" I didn't even look up.

"Sure, officer." I stood up with no words other than that and an emotionless expression. I honestly don't know what I feel.

The car ride to the station was silent and awkward, but not overbearingly so. I may seem calm, but I am most definitely freaking out.

"You seem a bit nervous?" He places his hand on my shoulder and pats.

"Well.. I am a bit, and I'm still just shaken up about it." I stare off into the distance, watching as the car by us slowly falls behind us.

"Please Tyler have a seat." I unwillingly sit down in these very uncomfortable chairs.

"Where were you when you saw the victim?" The victim has a name..

"I was across the park from across the road."

"What did you do when you saw this happening?"

"I ran as fast as I could toward them and started yelling."

"What exactly were you yelling?"

"I don't remember exactly, but it was something like 'Hey what are you doing?! Let them go!'"

"What did the person do after they saw you?"

"They hurried up put him in the back and drove away before I could get there."

"Ok, and-"

"Can I just tell what happened with out all of the questions? I think this would go a lot quicker. Don't you?"

"Ok." He sat down.

"Before I could get there they sped away. I was going to call the cops, but I dropped my phone and it broke. A piece of the screen glass fell and lodged into my shine, but I ignored it. I began running as fast as I could to follow the car. I didn't follow too close. I didn't want them to know I was there. I got to the building they went in and had to hide for a while before I could do anything. I heard yelling, about an hour or two later, I decided that I should peak around the big crate I was hiding behind. I saw the boy duct taped to a chair with a gun pointed to his chest. I had no idea what to do. I had nothing on me and nothing was loose anywhere that was quickly accessible. I went up behind him and twisted his neck." I began crying, but tried keeping a straight face.

"After I realized what I had done, I needed to hurry up and get Troye out of there. I needed something to cut the duct tape, but had nothing so I pulled out the glass from my leg. I heard someone running so I had to work fast. I got him undone, but he was frozen out of fear. I was yelling at him. 'Troye! Run! Run! Get up!' I ended up carrying him. I almost got shot, but luckily didn't. I made my way to the hospital, and here we are."

"How did you know his name?"

"I had run into him before at Starbucks and we started talking a little bit."

"Can I ask a question?" He nods. "Am I going to go to prison?"

"Well if you are telling the truth, then no you shouldn't, but I wouldn't go too far if I were you. There will most likely be a trip to court, but won't go past that." I sigh with relief, but this doesn't change the fact that I killed a man.

"Well, I think that is it for now. I will call you back in if anything else pops up. Do you want a ride back to the hospital or home? Your parents must be worried sick."

"Ugh.. The hospital will be fine. I want to check up on Troye."

"Ok. Zoe? Could you take this young gentle man to the hospital?" He starts walking away saying "thaaaank you."

"I'm sorry to ask, but did you really kill him?" I nod, but remember she, Zoe, is driving.

"Ugh.. Yeah."

"Why? You could have gotten out of there!"

"Because, if you had a friend in their position would you just let them die so you could be safe?" She shakes her head.

"I would feel so guilty."

"Wait, Zoe. Before I go, do I know you from somewhere? You look familiar." This has bothered me since I saw her. Where is she from?

"I'm a youtuber and recently I released my beauty collection."

"Oh! Zoella! OMG that's you? I love your videos. You are slaying queen."

"Yep that's me! Wait. Are you Tyler Oakley?!"

"Yes, yes I am."

"OMG. We need to collab sometime. I've been watching your videos from the beginning."

"Troye? Are you asleep?" He doesn't answer so I take that as a yes. I don't know what about him, but something makes me feel like I need to be here. It's weird. Well, it's better than where I could be right now. I could be at home with that man. I want my mom.

"Hey, Tyler. What are you doing here? It's like super late."

"I wanted to check up on you and see how you were doing. How are you?"

"I'm not going to lie. I'm pretty tired, and that's really nice of you. You didn't have to." He looks at me completely serious, but I can see the tiny bit of a frown he wears.

"I did. It's not like I'm missing out on anything at home." Well, except for being hit a few times, but that's normal. God if he found out I had killed a man, I don't know where I would be.

"Well thanks I guess." He slightly smiles.

"Can I ask you a question?" He nods.

"Sure Tilly!" He chuckles slightly. Tilly, that's a cute nickname.

"What was that guy talking about when he was yelling at you?"

"I honestly have no clue. I think he was a bit crazy. He said something about how I stole his happiness. I don't think that's possible." I believe him, but I feel like there's something he is holding back or genuinely doesn't know.

"Yeah. I don't think you can either."

A few moments of silence went by and I was searching for a topic. Any topic at all.

"So twink, did you watch any of my videos?"

"Haha no. I didn't watch some. I watched most of them. Then I decided to take a walk, but then.."

"Yeah... Well, what'd you think?"

"I... Loved them! You're so funny!" He chuckles

"I used to make videos, but stopped."

"OMG, really?" He nods.

"Why did you stop?" He looks down at his hands.

"I was getting so much hate and decided that if no one wanted to see me I would stop. So I did. I couldn't handle the hate."

"Aww Troyeboy. Maybe you can start up again and we can collab or something. I'm planning to collab with the Zoella! I met her on the way back. Apparently she works a part time job as an assistant at the station." His mouth fell open and I chuckled a bit.

"You met Zoe Sugg? THE ZOE SUGG?"

"Yep." He narrowed his eyes and gave me a death stare. I'm just going to admit that I felt like I was being stabbed multiple times. I closed my hands into loose fists and covered up most of my face below my eyes. "I'm sorry Troye. I'll get you two together sometime!"

"OMG! Would you really?"

"Yes Troye as long as you don't give me that death stare again. At least not twice in the same night. Damn."

A/N~ Was this too long? Oh well. I hope you enjoyed! Love y'all! <333 ~J