Deceiving Destiny

Chapter 21: Sven's Courageous Heart

Chapter 21: Sven's Courageous Heart

There's nothing a tub of cookie dough and reruns of Once Upon A Time couldn't fix and I found myself curled up against Tyler's warm body, one of his arm hung lazily at the back of my seat. He was digging at my tub of heaven and I playfully shove him a little too hardly, he should know better- no one messes with my ice cream. He gave me the huge cheeky smile I missed and messed with the rat's nest I called my hair, chuckling as I grumbled at the gesture.

I could finally take a deep breath at seeing him smile, the darkness clouding his face an hour ago long gone. After I poured my heart out on him, his shirt soaked with my tears, he threatened to beat the shit out of his best friend and was ready to leave me at the hotel we checked in but then I guilt tripped him into not doing anything. I couldn't bear it if they fight because of me. Blake might've hurt me but I would never want him to have a rift with my brother, they've been friends for years. And even though I tried to contradict the idea, I don't want him hurt- I love him after all.

Blake called me tens of times but each time my phone rings, Tyler would cursed vehemently and pressed the button. I didn't dare tell my brother how badly my stomach drops everytime he pressed the end button because I didn't fully trust myself to give into Blake and be swept away by his sweet voice, I didn't trust myself when it comes to him.

Tyler apparently lose it when my phone rang for the nth time and with a temper that would've surely made Kanye West proud, he answered my phone and talked Blake's ears off. There's a lot of swearing and growling on both ends of the line, guys would always be guys.

It's been 72 minutes since I heard from Blake, he had without a doubt gotten the message and I ignored the loneliness his silence brought.

"You should never let yourself be taken for granted princess, you're wonderful. Just like me." I giggled as he raised his brows uncharacteristically. Tyler's words melting my heart. This reminds me of the sleepovers and movie marathons we'd had, the endless laughter and pillow fights. Most of my mother's friends said that we'd eventually grew  apart, they were always envious of our family, but they had never been wrong- the moment Tyler and I hit puberty, he went into soldier mode and scowled at every boy who so much as glance my way. It did not help that he befriended Blake, the boy who beat his ass, and my childhood had never been more complicated- they'd literally locked me inside the house and forbid I ever stepped foot outside to which I'd just roll my eyes.

"Says who?" I bit back playfully, my full attention on his smug face.

"Please," he started, wiping his forehead dramatically. "If the amount of girls throwing themselves at me and screaming my name as I pound on them in bed-

"Gross. Stop it."

"-and fuck the shit-

"Alright. Alright, you're wonderful. Just stop, damn it." Tyler chuckled humorously as he saw my blush ridden cheeks, my glare making his laugh even louder.

"You know I love you." He winked.

I felt my heart melt even more as I watched the cheerful smile on his face, he looked all the more handsome like this- nothing alike the sneer I had made him wore a couple of days ago. "I love you too." I whispered. Tyler looked taken aback for a moment before subjecting me into a bone crushing hug, his body trembling with unsuppressed tears.

"I promise I'll never leave you again princess, not this time. Forgive me for making you suffer all those years ago, I'm here now, depend on me more."

I returned the hug awkwardly, the tub of cookie dough in the way, and tried to embrace him just as hard. I inhaled his scent in silence, resting my head against his chest and wordlessly transmitted into action the things that couldn't be put into words.

He laughed silently, "All this drama's turning me into effing Jack, enough of this, let's make use of the money I spent on this suite."

I huffed angrily as he pushed me away from him without warning, my back ungracefully hitting the plush cushion. Tyler just smirked and snatched my Ben n' Jerry's, I was just about to protest when he suddenly pulled the pillow under me and hit me with it- his smile challenging, engaging me into a fight.

He must've grew bored at my lack of response because he shut off his restraints and bombarded me with hits from the pillow, laughing like a lunatic when I gaped in surprise and irritation. Feeling the goofy smile reached my face, I thrust myself at his unsuspecting arrogant figure making him fall back on the large couch. I quickly straddled him, taking advantage of his shock, and went for my revenge. "It's payback time brother."

***

I gazed dreamily at the ceiling, my body resting on the comfy bed. I couldn't shake off the stupid grin plastered on my face, my body aching in a wonderful way as I finally subjected my psyche to a much needed exercise. Tyler was slumped face down beside me, his ragged breathing telling me how lazy he'd been- he apparently forgot to work out in gym these past few days.

I closed my eyes for a while, relishing the pleasurable feeling coursing inside of me. I missed this feeling, I feel like I could take anything that would be thrown my way.

"Do you think I overreacted?" I asked Tyler shyly, the annoying voice in my head prompted me to query.

I felt him staring at me hardly as he propped himself upright. "No," he simply stated, his voice low.

"I wasn't his girlfriend to begin with, he doesn't have any obligation to answer to me. It's not like he cheated, I have no right to claim him as mine." I argued, feeling the need to defend Blake since he couldn't do it himself.

Tyler sighed, his breath blowing on my face, "Stop defending the fucker," he gritted harshly, my heart aching at his statement. I knew he doesn't mean it that way, he's just angry- I felt guilty even more. "That might be true but it doesn't give him the right to let that whore humiliate you and leave you hanging. He was the one who constantly told you he'll never repeat his mistake but look at what he did, I swear I'll never let him near you again. Stop beating yourself over it Madielyn."

His words held finality to it and I remained silent, not wanting to anger him even more. I replayed Tyler's words inside my head over and over again, wanting to believe him but the more I dwell on it, the more I thought of how I just overreacted and that Blake deserves so much better than a two timing bitch that is me. Maybe he's right to let me go, the only thing I seem to bring him was nothing but pain. How could I expect him to love me if I cannot even assure him that I'd be his, only his.

"Do you love him?" My brother asked, his voice turned softer.

A tear escaped my eyes as his question echoed inside of me, "I do but I don't think he'll ever believe me. I've used him far too many times."

Tyler's sudden grip on my chin rendered my eyes open, his grey eyes burning bright. "Prove it to him."

His resolve passed through me, his determination becoming mine. I knew what I needed to do, I need to show Blake that my words weren't just words- I need to show it to him through my actions. And to do just that, I need to fix myself- righted my wrongs; and I'll be starting with Nate.