Lust for Love

Chapter 47

* Vivy's p.o.v. *

"I'll finally make you mine....I'll show you once and for all who you belong to... Gunshot!"

"Huh! Haa!" I awoke with a start in the middle of the night, my heart racing from the fear. Jacob's voice as if still rang in my ears.

No, it can't can't be! Tyler!

I almost stumbled out of my bed when I realized I was back in my room. It was dark only barely lit by the corridor lights seeping through small gap in the door.

Right...Jacob's dead. There's no danger to Tyler anymore.

I almost let out a sigh when I heard voices again, only this time they sounded in pain.

"Ah! URK!....No.." I was startled by someone's faint moans.

Who's it?

I walked into the corridor carefully when I was startled yet again by a hand suddenly pulling me back in.

"Where do you think you're running off to?"

It was Nathan.

Nathan? What is he doing in my room?

He sounds angry.

When I turned around I found him frowning deeply and his grip tightened, hurting me a little but somehow it felt strangely comforting.

"Where?" He asked again.

Where you ask?

The only place I want to go is where life won't allow me to.

Should I ask John to kidnap me and hide me away? That way they won't have to keep worrying about me.

Ah! Alas, I don't have his number anymore. I foolishly threw my phone at him.

I'm sorry John.

My gaze suddenly fell to the ground until I heard someone cry in pain again. I looked out of the door and somehow Nathan understood where I wanted to be.

"Do you want to see Tyler?" His voice calmed down a little.

Tyler?

Nathan walked me into Gray's room where Tyler was groaning in his sleep as he clutched onto his chest.

"No..plea...leave her alone.." he kept mumbling on and on, "Argh. It's...not...Vivy please....argh"

I flinched when I heard him calling my name.

What is he dreaming about?

I wondered as I closed in on him and saw him kicking his sheets a little as he cried, "Vi-vivy..please don't ...please...don't die...n...Ngh! Nh.."

"Wait Vivy, it might be dangerous to—" Nathan tried to warn me seeing how Tyler was flailing around but that was the least of my worries. I swat his hand away and he took it as his cue to leave me alone.

I seem to bring only misfortune to others. Wouldn't it be better if I could just disappear?

I wiped some of his sweat with the end of my cardigan sleeve while caressing him to calm him down.

What are you dreaming about Tyler?

Why do seem to be in so much pain?

What am I doing to you in your dream?

Am I dying in your dream?

Why is everyone so against it? Why do I deserve to live?

"No..Jacob..don't...don...Argh!..Hah! Huh! haa..no...dare....I'm sorry...Vivy..." my heart which had been impassive for the past few days from the day I had awoken, suddenly stung.