Lizzie Alsop
24/01/2010
Chapter 3
"I...I...well, I remembered I was meeting up with someone. I would have told you but I realised I was running late. Sorry for dropping out on you," his response crushed my heart. I don't know why I should be upset. What was I hoping his answer would be? It's not like a feel anything for him, more like I think he is an annoying, jerk of a boss. Even as much as I tried to drill those thoughts into my mind, tiny tear drops threatened to spill, a few already attaching themselves to my eyelashes. I was so caught up in my semi breakdown that I didn't notice he was saying something until he waved a hand in front of my face. A perfectly gorgeous hand. Oh God, what's happening to me?
"Earth to Alane! Hello, you in there?" Snapping out of my trouble-filled mind, my attention was brought back to the present.
"Uh, sorry, what did you say?" My own voice betraying me only slightly with a layer of disappointment.
"Just asking if you stayed back to complete some training," his voice was layered with something, was it a warning? I prayed not. I didn't reply immediately. I debated whether or not I should lie and say I did. Demons were always known for figuring out the truth pretty quickly and I didn't want to know what the consequence is for lying. Playing it safe, I told him the truth. As I expected, Tyler Shot up from where he was kneeling beside the couch and towered over me. Damn did he look scary right in that instant. I instantly regretted not lying.
"Alane, we have gone over this. You, for once in your life, have to take responsibility. You can't expect me to stand by you every single minute to bark orders at you. I know we have been training every day for two weeks but you need more practice. One day of practice could save your life. Don't forget that," yeah, his tone was angry and definitely terrifying but I had to stand up for myself. Just when I thought Tyler had changed his ways, he comes back at me ten times harder than he ever has before. Every one of my human memories of scary movies came back to me, every scary demon reminding me to stop. But body always wins out over mind, so what did I do? I gave him the biggest, hardest slap I could pull together. His head was thrown to the side with one hand covering the reddened cheek.
"This is my life and my body and I will do with it as I please. It's not all my fault. You were the one that randomly left me standing there, confused as hell. And I am responsible. I have a responsibility to Miya and if that means taking a day off...I will damn well do it," my voice exploded through the room causing echoes to float back to us. With that, I left. More like got the hell out of there. No way was I paying for the consequences just yet when I hadn't enjoyed the moment long enough. Grabbing my coat from the hanger I stepped out into the freedom of the world outside.
It was still night outside and the stars were beaming down at me, as if proud of my momentary outburst. The street was deserted save for the few pedestrians out for a midnight walk. They smiled and greeted me as I passed which I cheerily returned. The night was frosty with a few snowflakes drifting their way to the ground. I didn't really feel the cold as much as I used to so wearing just a pair of dark blue denim jeans and a small black coat over my favourite 3oh!3 band t-shirt, kept the chilly night air out.
After a long walk the excitement wore off and I was left feeling guilty. Damn, I bet Tyler never feels guilty after pushing me around so why do I have to feel guilty. Now that the memory arouses itself again, i can't help but feel I have let myself down. My actions had been stupid and immature and I knew then that I didn't slap him because he was wrong but because he was right. As the new knowledge dawned on me, I began to sink lower and lower into despair. Who knew I would even say it but...he was right! I had been kind of irresponsible and ever since he had found me, he has taken care of me and Miya. God, I have been a selfish brat.
My night was ruined from the new insight, so I put my foot down and turned the way I had come. Heading back home to apologise for my horrible actions. When I arrived back, I noticed that all the lights were turned off. Everybody must be asleep which means I will just have to apologise to Tyler tomorrow. I weave my way down the familiar corridors until I reach Miya's room. It has become routine for me to say goodnight every night before going to bed, just to let her know I love her and will always protect her. As I get to her cot, my feet faltered and I nearly lost control of my body. As I righted myself a bloodcurdling scream erupted from my lips leaving my throat in much physical pain. But it was nothing compared to the emotional pain I felt.
Miya, oh God. She isn't there. My poor Miya isn't in bed where she has been every night. My thoughts pounded inside me head. One rational thought stood out from the rest. Find Tyler. That's it! Tyler will know what to do. "He can find her, he can find her!" I chanted those words to myself as I descended the stairs towards Tyler's room. "He can find her!" I painfully said one more time before turning on the light to Tyler's bedroom. Only to have disappointment crash down upon me. I leaned against the wall to Tyler's bedroom tears cascading down my face. Miya's nanny came out a second later with a scared yet concerned look on her face.
"What is it my dear? I thought we had an attack when I heard someone scream but now it's too quiet. What happened?" My mind was just able to recognise the words as it was working on overload.
"W...W...Where is Miya a...and Tyler?" I managed to force out of my agonised throat.
"Oh dear, is that what this is all about? He just took her for a walk. Thought a bit of fresh air would do her good," The room around me faltered and darkness crept over me. Why would Tyler take Miya for a walk when he hates kids and doesn't like going near Miya? And why would he take her for a walk at this time of night, anyway? Those were my last rational thoughts as I crumpled to the floor with my head in my hands.
