Chapter 3

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Tyler's P.O.V

I can't stop crying. I feel like this pain is never going to end. My heart aches each time more and more when I think about all the memories we've shared together. I notice that my sniffling is loud and I try to control it. When I hear Justin open his room door, I quickly jump into bed and act as if I have been sleeping ever since we got to the house.

He opens my room door and I lift up my body not caring if he caught me. I watch him come over while my eyes study him with an angry stare. He surprises me by sitting on the bed and trying to embrace me in his arms.

"Oh hell no" both me and my conscious say.

"I don't want you to touch me, I don't want you in this room. Get out please, I am fine. Thank you." I try to say as nicely as possible but I am so mad, even when I look at him.

"Well, how else am I supposed to shut you up?' He says with a funny voice, did he want to hold me? No, no of course not, he would never. Stop thinking like that my conscious says.

"Just go back to your room I am fine, thanks." I say lowly, feeling embarrassed.

"I'll just stay here until you stop crying." He says.

"Why are you being so nice now?" Finally got a wake up call about your rudeness?

"I 'm not being nice, I'm just trying to get some sleep and you should too. We have a big day tomorrow."

I groan and lay down facing the opposite side from him and sniffle.

"If I hear one more sniffle I will tape your mouth shut." He says harshly.

That bitch.

I stay up the whole night in the same spot thinking about the memories, once again.

MEMORIES

Max~ I remember this day perfectly. We were on our way to a local carnival that happens every year near our neighborhood.

"Come on hurry up I don't want to have to wait on long lines all day." Max says dragging me along.

I was super mad that day. It was a Saturday and I was supposed to have this day all to myself and I promised Ari that I was going to the movies with her so I can spy on her crush with her, you know to see if he's good for her. Can't have your friends getting heart broken, can we? I texted her that morning saying that I can't make it and she was pissed. I never missed one of these before. And yes we've been doing this for a while, don't judge us we know were weird.

"You only have 2 hours that's it." I say sternly. I didn't even want to stay there for one but I have to be nice.

He drags me to all of my favorite rides first and then we get to my favorite ride out of all the one we have been to, the frisbee. He hates this ride so much.

"Max what are you doing you hate this ride? It's ok we can go to the bumper cars now." I really don't want him to pee on his pants or something while we're on the ride.

"No it's fine. I can do this." he says with a squeak in his voice.

"No come on lets go." I say trying to grab his hand. But then he gave his last ticket away to the guy in charge of the ride.

"Ugh ok then I guess we're riding." I give my ticket away and find a seat right next to Max. I wouldn't want him throwing up on someone else.

I hold his hand for comforting and he squeezes it tightly as a way of saying 'thank you'.

The ride starts out slowly and he automatically starts screaming. I don't say anything because that's the best way to get your fear out, by screaming.

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