Chapter 20b: Lousy Joe

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The rain pours down relentlessly, mirroring Tyler's never-ending dropped mood since..

But he shakes off those thoughts and steps out of his car, slamming the door shut behind him and dashes towards the front door of his house. The rain pelts down relentlessly, soaking him to the bone within seconds. His hair plastered to his forehead, his clothes cling uncomfortably to his skin.

As he arrives at his porch, with a frustrated sigh, he fumbles for his keys to lock the car—when his attention is caught by the annoying black car, parked not far from the house. Instantly in alert, his gaze snaps to your window.

That's when he spots you.

You stand there with your back to the window—and soon after, there's Dominic. In a swift motion, he wraps his arms around you to lift you up. And even between the blurry window, Tyler can still see you making out as if it's the end of the world.

A surge of anger courses through him as he breathes heavily. Clenching his fists tightly, he abruptly looks away. Without a second thought, he descends from the stairs, and storms off to his Panigale. Raindrops patter heavily on the sleek hot red surface of the motorcycle. Mounting the Ducati, Tyler revs the engine—and the engine roars to life with a primal growl. Tightly gripping on the handlebars as his eyes fixed on the open road ahead, he sped away.

The Ducati slices through the rain-drenched streets with an almost reckless speed, maneuvering through traffic like lightning! The rain-soaked roads become his battleground, the downpour an extension of his fury. The sight of you and Dominic ignites a fire within him, and—Wyatt's words?

With a scream of fury, he slams on the brakes—the Ducati screeches to a stop in the middle of the street! His heart races in his chest, breaths coming in erratic gasps as he fights to control the storm brewing within him. After a brief moment of silence, he remains still.. until with a defiant growl, he turns around.

Cavill hurriedly parks his Ducati and leaps off! With a panicked urgency, he sprints towards the house—and swiftly climbs up to your window, just like Jack scaling rapidly on his magic beanstalk! Dominic's already shirtless. But what sends him over the edge—is witnessing him about to remove a strap of your bra. Urgently knocks the window open, Tyler shouts in fury,

"Great! Your clothes still attached!"

You and Dominic jump away from each other! Quickly realizing you're only in your bra, your hands instinctively snapping to cover your chest as you exclaim,

"Tyler?!"

Rolling his eyes at your gesture, Tyler smirks, "Come on, I've seen more than you already know."

Tilting your head in raging bewilderment, you knit your eyebrows to him, sending a 'what the hell are you talking about?' look. Hunt glares between the two of you with growing frustration before exploding,

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

...

You gasp in panic and try to cover his mouth—but it's too late. Time seems to slow down as both you and Dom's eyes widen in fear. Not for Tyler though—as his eyes widen in euphoria, knowing that an angel is about to come save him.

As for you.. there's only a brief moment of silence.. before a loud roar erupts from the gates of inferno—

"WHY THE HELL DID I HEAR A BOY THAT IS NOT TYLER CAVILL UPSTAIRS?!"

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