Gunslinger {Under Editing}

Chapter 46

I have no clue how long I was out for. But as I was comeing to I felt something tapping on the side of my face. It was starting irritate the hell out of me.

"Emma. Emma its time to wake up" Tyler said.

Than I felt more tapping. My eyes snapped open, big mistake there. Even though it was still pitch black in the house. I instantly felt light headed again. Groaning and letting my head roll back to move away from whatever was tapping me. The back of my head hit something soft but hard at the same time. I tried to move my hand to rub the back of my head.

But quickly realized than that I was tied up to something. I could tell my feet were tied to the leg's of a chair, the back of my chair was against other chair, and my hands were bound to someone elses.

"Are you ok Emma?" Bryce mumbled.

"My head hurts" I mumbled back.

"Ahhhh good your awake, thought we lost you there for a moment and awwwww such a lovely brother and sister moment" Tyler said sarcastically, turning around to face us.

My eyes snapped over to Tyler, I really needed to stop that as my head spun again. I could tell we had been moved into the living room as it was a little brighter from the moonlight and the larger window. I looked over Tyler and even in the moonlight I could tell he looked dark and minenceing. This wasn't the Tyler I knew. Than I wondered if maybe Bryce was right.

"There a problem little sis?" Tyler sneered, his lip curling.

"Why?" I whispered, feeling the tear's welling in my eyes.

"Why what?" Tyler ask nonchalantly, picking his nails with a knife.

"WHY?" I screamed, getting mad and struggling against the bindings.

"Now Emma, calm down. We wouldn't want you to get hurt now, would we?" Tyler asked, in a mocking tone.

"WHY?" I demanded.

"Are you just going to ask the same thing over and over again? It getting rather boreing" Tyler said in a bored tone.

I sent my nastiest glare I could in Tyler's direction. Tyler just sighed. Than his phone began to ring. He walked out of the living room answering his phone. I remember I had my cell phone in my back pocket and could still feel it. What a dumbass leaveing my phone on me.

"Bryce? Bryce listen my phone is in my back pocket. We need to get it so I can make a call" I whispered.

"Do you think you can help me reach it?" I whispered.

"Yeah, we may have to bend you arm a weird way a little bit though" Bryce whispered back.

"Good hurry though" I whispered nodding.

Bryce and I both sat up straighter in are chairs. Than Bryce started moving are arms trying to get to my pocket. He bent my elbow in a way it shouldn't go and I winced. Bryce pulled again and pulled our bodies a little closer.

"I'm sorry Bryce. I'm so sorry, for everything" I whispered tearfully, looking in Bryces eyes.

"Don't worry Emma. You didn't know" Bryce whispered "Here ya go"

I felt something transfer from his finger's to mine. I looked down and saw my phone quickly I looked up my look-outs number, and hit dail. I heard Tyler comeing. I dropped the phone and kicked it to the corner.