"Tyler?" I whispered.
"Hey babe! I knew you'd be speechless when you say me! You certainly were at the funeral too!" he said. My mind racd back to Marci's funeral. The boy.. The boy that came up and talked to me... The boy with pierdcing blue eyes, just llike Tyler's...
"But- How did you-" I stammerd. He smiled widely.
"I changed for you, baby! Changed everything! Now I look just like those guys you run around with!"he said. All I could do was stare. Tyler had changed. He had gone from little punk skater kid to hard core alternative guy. His once perfectly straight, light brown hair was now a wild mess. He had tattoos covering his arms, neck and legs. Piercings stuck out from his nose, lip and eye brows. His ears were guaged twice the size of Matty's ears. The skate shoes and graffic t-shirts he used to wear wre now gone, repleaced by Vans, ripped cut offs, and even a Drop Dead tank.
"Tyler? Why did you do this? How did you even find me?" I asked shrily. He smirked and pulled me into a bug hug.
"Babe, come on. You know you can't hide from me. You did good for a while, until I saw your beautiful face all over Twitter and Tumblr with that guy you were with. You're every where, babe! So I followed you. But I knew if I was going to get you back, I would have to change. So I did!" he said. I pushed him away from me. He only grinned.
"When you sang at the funeral, I remembered how much I was still in love with you and every thing about you. That's why I came up to you, but you didn't recognize me, which was a minor set back, but I still mamnaged to find you and get to you," he said. I felt my anger level growing.
"How did you find me in England?" I whispered. His face scruntched up in confusion.
"You brother told me. Didn't he tell you? We've gotten close since you've been gone. I'm helping cover up for the crime he commited," he said.
"You did what?"
"Come on babe, don't be like that," he said. I tried not to scream out in anger. How could my brother tell Tyler that? He knew that Tyler and I had broken up... And now him and Tyler were best friends and Tyler was trying to help my brother out of prison?"
"What the fuck, Tyler. What they fuck are you thinking? You need to get the fuck out of here right now," I said. I didn't even want to know what he had been doing with my brother. I didn't care. I just wanted him out of my face.
"Come on babe," he said. He reached out for my hand, but I smacked it away.
"Get away from me. You're stalkng me, and you can't be here," I said.
"Yeah, but it's paid off! You and that douche are finally broken up and now I've got you right where I want you! Everything is all coming together. I'm different now, Brod. We can start over," he said. He tried again to hug me, just I shoved him back wards.
"Get off me Tyler! This is sick! You can't do this! Just because you changed your clothes and your hair doesn't make you any different! You followed me to England! And you showed up at my aunt's funeral? What the fuck is wrong with you? You haven't changed a single bit! You're a fucking sick freak!" I screamed.
"Baby, I did it for you! I did it all for you! Everything!" he said, stepping closer.
"Tyler! Get the fuck away from me!" I shouted.
"Babe. Don't be like this. This can work now. Everything can work. I promise. We can finally be happy," he said.
"Get the fuck away from me!"I screamed again. I shoved past him and ran back to the green room. I could hear him running after me.
"Babe! Come on!" he shouted. I ran to the safety of the green room, unsure of what band would be in there. I flung the door open. The guys from Of Mice & Men were all lounging around, waiting for their set time. The were second tonight, so Memphis must be on now.
I slammed the door shut and sunk to the ground as hot tears streamed down my face. Austin quickly jumped up and ran over to me. He squatted down and cupped my face in his hands. His eyes were wide with worry.
"Brodie? What's going on?" he asked. I found myself burrying myself into his massive body, sobbing loudly.
"Tyler. He's out there. He's been stalking me!" I sobbed. Austin held me tightly in his giant arms. Tino took one look at me and ran quickly out the door.
"Brodie, slow down. Tell me what happened," he said quietly.
"My ex-boyfriend, Tyler, he's been stalking me. He followed me to England, and he even came to my aunt's funeral. He got this crazy idea to change what he looked like so I would want him back. He started dressing like, well, like you guys. That's why I didn't recognize him at my aunt's funeral. But he started sending me creey letters, and now he's here. Right outside," I said in between sobs. Tino came back in then with a satisfied smile.
"He's gone, Brodie. Secruity took him out. He's gone, and Ben is on his way," he said. I smiled a tearful smile at Tino. Who ever said Tino wasn't a nice guy was very mistaken.
Austin sat with me on the floor and held me until Ben got there. He burst into the room, quickly followed by James. They were both red in the face.
"Where is he? I'm going to pound that little fucks face in," James shouted, storming around the room. Ben found me and quickly ran over and pried me from Austin's arms.
"James, would you quit fucking shouting and get over here? Tino already took care of him, dipshit," Ben said. He held me tightly as I sobbed harder and harder. I clung to Ben, not moving an inch, even when James sat down and rubbed my back.
"Sorry," James said. I couldn't help but to smile.
"It's alright, bone head," i said. The boys cradled me in their arms.
"I'm sorry, Brodie. I am so, so sorry. I should have never left you. I should have gone with you," Ben said.
"It's not your fault. You couldn't have known my ex was a crazy stalker. I knew he was obsessed with me, but I never knew he was that crazy..." I whispered.
"He didn't hurt you, did he?" James asked quietly.
"No, he just hugged me a lot," I said.
"I'm going to pound that little fucker's face in when I see him," James said. I sighed and clutched the two of them tighter.
"Just stay here with me for now. You're all I've got," I said. I didn't want to be alone...
"We're not going anywhere," Ben said. He scooped me up and carried me to the couch, James following closely behind. I curled up in between the two of them.
"Well, at least you know who it is now. You can get a restraining order," Ben said.
"I'm going to have to," I mumbled.
"Are you going to tell Oli?" James asked.
"Yes, but not right now. Today was already a bad day. Only telling Oli would make it worse," I said.
"Well, let's just hope nothing else happens then," Ben said.
"Yeah, I don't think I could handle any more bad news," I said.
Okay, so I know a lot of things are happening right now and I know it's crazy, but bear with me. It's going to get crazier and all kinds of wild things are going to happen. So just stick it out with me and keep giving me feed back and all that good stuff. I really appreaciate your support and I can't wait for you all too see what I have in store for you.
In the mean time, please enjoy my favorite BMTH video with Oli and Jordan. I know Jordan isn't here yet, but I seriously am in love with it and it cracks me up and it will lighten your mood as well. I love you all. You are all amazing and wonderful and just a fantastic audience. <3
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