TAKE ME BACK TO THE NIGHT I CREATED

Keep close to me.

Weeks passed and Bryce stayed away from Hannah as far I knew. Hannah came and sat with me at lunch as I had been all alone for three days, as Tyler was not in school, which I was quite interested into why he wasn't, but it was none of my business.

I walked into my maths class, where I took my seat next to Taylor. He seemed quite skittish around me, like I was going to hurt him, but I could see Kenneth keep giving him a look to stop looking at me. I was really confused why, but I was not for long.

Break time came by and I saw Tyler walk in with Jensen. Tyler seemed closed-off and not very talkative. He wasn't even holding his camera. I looked at him as he looked at the concreted floor in the hallway. He finally looked up and my heart sunk. Tyler's head was all bruised and automatically made a fist as my anger rose up, my blood heated and it swished inside of me, my muscles expanded and my pupils in my eyes turned big within the circle. 

Clay looked up at me and walked Tyler over. I was so angry. Why was Tyler hurt? How did he get hurt? I tried to calm myself down as Tyler walked over, very slowly to me, hugging himself by holding onto his backpack straps, trying to not anyone touch him. 

When Tyler made eye contact with me, he burst out crying and I told Clay that I could sort him out and that he is safe with me. Clay hesitated at first, but Tyler nodded to him that he could go. I looked at Tyler's head, which had colours of red, purple, orange and blue around the edges. 

"I am sorry, Monty." Tyler whimpered at me. I was confused of why he was apologising and it made me upset as the last time he said sorry to me, I did not help Tyler in the slightest. I just made the situation worse for him. I went to hug him, but I could see he did not want anyone to touch him, so I decided not to. 

I asked him how it happened and he just belted out with tears, so I tried to calm him down. Cradling him with kind words, I offered him a bottle of water that I got from the vending machine, which he sipped, his face turned grey like he was going to pass out. 

I really wanted to know what happened to Tyler. As much as in my past life, Tyler and I never got on, I classed Tyler as a good friend now and I wanted to protect him at all costs. I was never going to let anybody hurt him again. I just wanted to know who in their right mind hurt him this time...