My Criminal || l.h

Chapter Two

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Tyler POV

I wake up to my phone buzzing. It's 11 at night. Who the fuck texts someone at 11 at night. I opened my phone and looked at the message.

Unknown.

Hey why are you not at my party? The address is 111 Alex drive. I thought I told you that. Text me back please.

Alex drive? That's right around the corner from here. I could use some alcohol but my mom would get pissed off. But she's already pissed off. I have concluded that I'm going. Now how do I get out of this hell hole? I go out the window and slowlyclimb down the tree walking my way to the party. Once I turn a corner I start to hear music from a house. This party is huge.

I walk in and see bodies everywhere. All I need right now is a drink so I look to find the kitchen. I found it. I then bump into someone. It's a boy. He has drity blonde hair.

"I'm so sorry are you ok?" He asked. I notice an Australian accent. Those are hot.

"Ya I'm fine. I just need a drink." I stated.

"Here let me get you one. I'm Ashton by the way. This is my house." He must have been the one to text me by accident.

"Thank you." I said as he handed me a beer.

"You can do whatever you want. I have to go look for someone. It was nice meeting you." He said the walked away.

The alcohol has started to get to me and I'm not thinking straight. I réel someone come up from behind me and start grinding. I'm half drunk so I follow along.

It's been a good few minutes and suddenly the guy is ripped off of me. I turn to see a blonde boy in all black on top of the guy I was just dancing with.

"Hey! Get off of him!" I tell but you couldn't hear because of the music. So what do I do? I grab the blonde boy and try to pull him off.

By the time I get him off and drag him out of the house the guy was already knocked out.

"What the hell?" I tell at him seeing his face.

Damn he's hot. He has blonde hair quiffed up and beautiful he eyes. Don't get me started on his lip ring. It makes me want to feel it on my lips. My thoughts were interrupted by his sexy Australian accent.

"He's not a good guy. He-"

"Oh and you are? You're the one who beat him up and knocked him out! You are the phsyco one!" I screamed.

"Shut up! You don't know anything about me you little brat!" He screamed back.

"So tell me about you so I will understand." Bold move Tyler. He could be a killer. He beat up that guy.

"If I did you would run and hide. You would be terrified." He claims.

"Try me." you're stupid I tell myself.

He just walked away.

"Hey can you at lest tell me your name?" I ask.

"No."

Then he got into his car and left just like that. I make my way back home, hoping that I can sneak back in without waking my mother. That didn't happen.

"So you think you can leave without me finding out?"

"I was just at a party. I'm fine. I didn't drink and drive. It's ok." I say calmly not wanting her to get mad.

"I don't care what you do. I could care less if you drink and drive. I care about the influence you have on my child. I don't want him to be a screw up like you. Maybe that's why your dad beat you, because your a fuck up." she ranted.

I was crying now.

How dare she say that about my father? How dare she say that to my face?

I hate her.

I hate being here. I walked up to the attic. I packed my clothes. I'm not staying here. I'll get sleep tonight and leave tomorrow. If I die then I die. I don't care as long as I'm not stuck here. I got my back pack full and fell asleep.

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