Four

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Tyler's P.O.V.

I woke up to birds singing outside my opened window. I sat up rubbed my tired eyes and looked around. I didn't have any mood to do the house cleaning last night so I decided to do it this morning. I stood up and walked down my stairs. The hallways felt empty without Josh running around. I knew not telling him was a mistake. But at that time it seemed like the best thing I could do. Was it wrong for trying to protect him from the true me?
I walked into the living room, immediately remembering the smallest memories. I looked at our photos from the past years. As I went outside to go get some breakfast, I got a message. "Bring me what I want or you boyfriend is dead." I didn't know the number that the outgoing message came from. I sat down on the staircase feeling sick all of the sudden. Unable to move I stared on the message. Even though I shouldn't, I answered. If I wanted Josh back I had to do what that person wanted. "What is it?" I texted back. This whole situation left a mark on my heart. I definitely felt it. Just by knowing it was my faul. A part of me, and that was only a small part, gave Josh the fault. He left. He wanted to have time on his own. But the biggest part of me knew it was my fault. That was the truth. A truth I didn't wish was reality. But now I was here, sitting in the middle of April in Ohio wondering where the fuck I went wrong.
But I needed to focus. Within a second I was lost in mind again. All kind of cars passed me by. A lot of people decided to take this road to go to work, or to go to a shop or whatever. The facades of the houses next to me were crumbling slowly giving up. Just like me.
The street was filled with a brief scent of cinnamon. Nearby has been a bakery. It was tradition for Josh and me to get cake there every friday evening. We used to sit down at the sofa table and cuddled into a big whoolie blanket my mom gave me. Then we ate the cake whilst watching overprized dvd's. We loved to have these little special moments to keep our relationship up. I sighed, knowing that part probably was over for now.
A new incoming text message pulled me out of my thoughts. "I want you to turn my wife into one of you." I held my breath. What was that person thinking? And how did he even know that I am a vampire.
I assumed he wasn't one himself. He could've turned his wife into a vampire on his own. But turning a helpless human into one of my kind was against my odds yet beliefs.
"Where is Josh?" I knew I shouldn't provoke that guy but I wanted to know. I wanted to feel Josh's skin on mine. I stood up and grabbed my jacket from inside then got back out again. I locked the door. "Is it a deal or not?" This guy made me angry. "Fine, now tell me where to go. I'll be there within a minute." This was crazy. I didn't know that guy and yet I wanted Josh back so bad that I would have done everything.
I was on the half of the way when I stopped. What if it was a trap? What if he or they hadn't Josh and they tried to wrap me around their fingers so I would to what they want. But I needed to find out the truth. Not just for curiosity but also for Josh's sake of safety
As I arrived it seemed ridiculous meeting up with someone I didn't even know. And the oddest thing was that the meeting spot had been in the middle of hundreds of industries. I needed to risk it. Risk my life for him. I put my hand on the door handle. I took a deep breath and stepped in.

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