All The Same (kellic)

9. Blasphemy

Go read my galex (if you ship it), it's called Taxi Cab. It'll be cute.

I apologize if this chapter sucks as well. I got no sleep and can barely function right now, but I wanted to update one of my fics.

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I stayed up all night, again. For one, I'm still terrified. Two, I was trying to investigate, but Tenvin left me barely any plausible clues. All I have is mental images of the photos tacked to the wall.

I searched recent deaths and homicides, but none of the descriptions matched what the pictures depicted. Maybe it's not a death at all, maybe it's something else entirely. Maybe it's not even recent.

Also, what can Tenvin C possibly mean by REVENGE? For all I know, I did not inflict that type of harm on that person in the photos. I would never hurt a fly for crying out loud. I must have some sort of connection to the crime, remotely. I just have no idea how. My father can't have possibly done that; he's been in prison for years.

Or maybe he did.

But that's a stupid idea. He can't have gotten out just to do that. Maybe it was his goons, his pals that he reaches by phone and whispers encrypted codes to, devising nasty plans. That can very well be a possibility.

None of this is concrete enough. None of this is making solid sense. I need more clues, more hints, though I know I won't get any. Tenvin C seems to love their vague riddles and general sentences.

I need to talk to Tyler. He might know what to do, or he might be able to help me investigate and research.

I search for my phone. I haven't been on it all night and I can't quite remember where I left it. I push back my duvet, but it isn't on my bed. I check my nightstand, but it's not there either.

I almost begin to believe I've lost it as I get up from checking under the bed, but then I see it sitting on my desk. It gives me this innocent look, as if it's trying to say, "Lol I wasn't hiding." Yeah right.

I pick up my phone and sit back on my bed. I find Tyler's contact and hit the call button. I wait for him to answer, because he usually does, but then after a while, it goes to voice mail.

Tyler's phone never goes to voicemail.

I call again. The same thing happens.

Beep!
You've reached Tyler Joseph... I'm kind of busy right now so uh yeah

I keep calling, but it's the same thing every time. It just keeps going to voice mail.

For, probably the seventh time, it goes to voicemail, and this time I decide to leave a message.

"Hey Ty," I say, shakily, "I don't know where you are and what you're doing, but your phone keeps going to voice mail. Are you okay? Is everything all right? Call me back as soon as you get this, please."

I end it after speaking, swallowing my nerves. Something is going on. Something is not right. Tyler never leaves his phone unanswered. He never does, because his mom told him it's a safety reason. Tyler is unpredictable, and he needs to stay safe.

I throw my phone on my night stand and get up. I'm not going to go to school today; not with my best friend missing and not with Tenvin C's clues running through my mind. I have no energy to even put on makeup; what's the use for it if I won't even be in public?

I throw on a sweater and jeans, nothing fancy, and grab my phone before running out of my room. I sprint up the stairs, almost causing myself cardiac arrest in the process, running straight into my mom.