The Beginning of the End

The beginning of the end Pt 30

I stare at Tyler.

"No no no no" I say.

He grabs my shoulders in an attempt to calm me down.

"You let them go?!" I growl.

He nods.

"She would've killed people if we didn't bring her her supplies" He explains.

My blood boils.

"The truck was out of gas though" I say.

He nods.

"There was and old ups truck behind this ole place" He explains.

I nod and look out the dirty window.

I sit down on the bed and look down at the machete and sigh as I hold back tears.

"I see his death is effecting you as painfully as it is me" He says.

I look up at him then look back down at the machete and sigh.

"It sucks..." I say in a hoarsed voice.

He sits down beside me.

"I'm guessing he gave that to you" He says.

I nod and hold back tears.

"Yeah....it has Alyssa's bracelet on it..." I say.

I stare at it and confusion sets in.

"How did he know Alyssa was my sister?" I ask quietly.

Tyler sighs.

"I think James gave it to him.." He says.

I nod and rub the charms and the  cold golden chain wrapped around the rubber machete handle.

"I'm gonna go get us some food" He says.

He walks off and I continue to stare at the machete. I can't hold back anymore and a few tears roll down my face.

The scene of him trying to save me and getting himself killed keeps replaying in my head. I sniffle and watch as a tear drop lands on the bloody blade.

This is your fault Allison.... You did this....

I slowly stand up and go lock myself in the bathroom, I sit on the toilet and look at my reflection in the blade.

I grab a razor out of the bath tub and stare at it. Tears continue to roll down my face as I run the sharp blades across my arm causing it to instantly start bleeding. I do it a couple more times then growl and chuck the bloody razor across the room with shaky hands. I bury my face in my knees and start sobbing.

Someone knocks on the door.

"Alli...you alright in there?" Tyler asks.

I look up at the door and sniffle.

"Yeah I'm fine" I mumble.

"Ok...I'll be in the living room" He says.

I look at my arm and see the bright red blood gliding down my arm covering up my skin.

I growl and dig through the cupboards. I grab bandages and guaze and wrap up my arm.

I slowly unlock the door and walk out.

"Were you taking a massive shit or something.." He asks.

I grin and nod.

"Obviously" I reply.

I hear him giggle.

I put on one of James' sweatshirts. I walk into the living room and sit beside him.