Wanted : A MiniCat Fanfiction

Chapter 6 ~ Maybe I Don't Mean The Words I Say

Z POV:

"Tyler, if you don't release me RIGHT NOW, YOU WILL PAY." I said.
He didn't release me.
"Tyler!" I yelled.
I was starting to whine.
I didn't want this.
Not with Tyler.
All I tried to do was straighten out our relationship.
But HE did this.
And HE ruined my relationship with Lui.
HE ruined our future relationship, too.
All because of what I was going to do.
"Last warning, TYLER!" I yelled.
He didn't let go.
I kicked him as hard as I could, but he still didn't let me go.
He then took his hand and reached it up my suit.
I cringed and pushed him away as hard as I could, grabbed my knife, and when he continued up my suit, I sliced his other hand open.
He gasped in shock and pushed me off of him.
I stood up and stumbled backwards, blood on my fingers.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" He screamed at me, holding his hand.
"YOU FUCKING DESERVE WHAT YOU GOT TYLER, I CAME OUT HERE TO TRY AND APOLOGIZE, NOT TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU!" I could feel my eyes turn bright red and I put my knife away.
I started to walk away from our shelter, away from Tyler.
"Z! DON'T LEAVE, LISTEN! I'M SORRY!" he yelled.
I shook my hand.
"This..." I pointed the bloody knife at him and he clutched his hand, stepping back.
"This is why I hate you." I said.
He looked at me, in pain, as I started walking away.
He started walking towards me.
"Don't touch me. If you do, I'll not only cut your hand completely off, but I'll cut your dick off, too." I said to him.
He looked at me.
"What's your problem?!"
"You made me into a unfaithful person. You ruined two relationships." I said, gritting my teeth, then pulling my hood up.
"I'm sorry." he said.

Tyler POV:

Jeez... I hadn't meant to hurt her...
I forgot about everything in that instant. I didn't care.
I thought this would fix our relationship... Not ruin it.
"I'm so sorry." I said.
Her words had cut into me like thousands of knives.
"Sorry doesn't cut it." she said.
"Don't ever talk to me again."

Mini POV:

I didn't know who I was mad at...
Tyler or Z.
Probably Tyler.
Now they'd probably be together...
And I'd be alone.
Then I heard a low scream.
I looked around.
Was I really the only one who heard that?!
Maybe it was because nobody was meaning to intentionally listen...
I stood up and walked outside again.
"Where are you going?" Evan asked me.
"I need some air. It's crowded in here." I half-lied.
He shrugged and I walked outside.
I ran around the corner, acting like I hadn't heard anything until now.
"What's wrong?"
Z was gone.
Tyler was in the corner, holding his arm.
"...Ty...?" I asked.
He looked up.
"Are you okay?"
He didn't answer.
"Girls, huh?" I asked.
He nodded.
I sat down beside him.
"I know... I know w-what ha-happened..." I said, nervously, trying to predict his reaction.
He looked me, his cheeks turning red.
God, he's so... Adorable.
"Y-Y-You.... D-Did?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Why did you watch us?" he asked.
"Oh... I didn't see all of it... Just the... Very end..." I said.
"Why didn't you stop me?" he asked.
"I... I... Uh..." I wandered my eyes down.
Then I saw red...
I grabbed Tyler's top arm.
He gasped, in pain.
"Tyler..." I said.
He looked at me.
"You're...you're bleeding." I said.
I didn't have a bandage, and the cut was really deep, so I took off my shirt and wrapped it around his hand.
I was left wearing a black tanktop.
"Here. Have this. I'm sorry. It may be a little sweaty..." I sighed and wrapped it around his arm.
He sat up, uncomfortably, and shifted his lower body to where he now folded his legs.
I looked at him.
"Are you... Okay?" I asked.
He nodded.
I sighed and looked at the blood on my fingers, the blood staining my shirt.
"Keep that, it should provide some pressure to stop the bleeding. You're hurt, so I'm going to try to take care of you." I laughed, nervously.
"Can you... Uh.. Uh...?" he was a stuttering mess, looking at him made me smile and laugh.
"What's wrong? Am I hurting you?" the smile then left my face.
"No... But... I really need... You...to.. Uhhhh...." he shifted, uncomfortably again.
"Tyler, what do you need? A drink? Food?" I asked, worried.
"I need... A person..." he said, looking down.
I was so confused.
Did he need... Z?
He wanted her?
All of my happiness drained from me.
"You need Z, don't you? You're in pain. I should probably-"
I began.
He interrupted me.
"I'm not in pain... I'm... I'm..." he got frustrated with himself and started stuttering, nervously.
"You're...? Tired? Sad? Nervous?" I asked.
He looked down and his face turned the brightest red I'd ever seen anything turn.
"I'm...craving.. I'm..." he said.
"You're wanting to fuck Z. Got it." I said, heading to walk away.
"No!" he grabbed me.

Tyler POV:

Holy fuck, what was I doing.
TYLER! my conscience spoke.
TYLER, YOU'RE NOT GAY! YOU LIKE GIRLS! TITS! PUSSY! GIRLLLLSS!
I shook them away.
I wasn't gay...
I was bi.
And hell, I've already ruined two relationships today.
Why the fuck not ruin a third?!
Not like I'm someone who doesn't ruin relationships on purpose, like what Z said.
Whatever.
"Craig." I pulled his arm.
I could see a pink color spread throughout his face.
He adjusted his glasses.
"Y-Y-Y-Ye-Ye-Yes-s-s?" he said, turning the three lettered work into a paragraph.
He was nervous... He was scared.
And like he was...
I was...
"Craig..." I pulled him down a bit more.
I could feel his heart pounding.
His pulse raced.
"I'm... I'm bi...." I told him.
He nodded, nervously.
"And... I'm... I'm not craving Z... Not anymore. I don't want her... What I want..."
You're not gay or bisexual, Tyler. You said you weren't. I thought.
Well, maybe I don't mean the words I say...
Craig POV:

Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!
TYLER JUST TOLD ME HE WAS BISEXUAL?!
HE LIKED GUYS?!
LIKE MEEEEE?!
HOLY FUCKING... HOLY SHIT.
HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!
My heart was racing under his touch... My breathing was uneven.
I felt nothing but heat...
Heat everywhere...
Even down...
What the hell was going on?!
"I want..." he pulled me closer and I was soon in his lap, looking at him, swearing like crazy... My heart pounding in my ears.
"W-w-w-what d-d-d-do y-you w-want?" I stuttered.
"I want... You." he whispered in my ear and I soon felt heat throughout him, too.
I also felt something touching my ass as I was now sitting on top of him.
He pulled me closer.
Are we really going to do this??!