Vlads P.O.V.
I haven't seen Tyler this happy since his last reunion with his parents. Like, for real.
"Tyler we gotta go see your parents!!" i skip over to him.
"Dude your totally right!! LETS GO!!" he jumps up.
We run all the way there, me still holding tylers original human body.
"Well go ahead! And make yourself visible so i don't look like a whack job, if you can" i laugh.
Tyler knocks on the door.
It was only the afternoon so they HAD to be awake. Mr. Crawford opened the door.
"Oh, well hello Vlad! Its a pleasure to see you stop by!" he greets.
"What, not gonna say hi to me too, dad?" Tyler smirks.
His dad goes wide-eyed.
"Tyler... where have you been these past years..?" he questioned, tears pricking his eyes.
"Who is it, dear?" Mrs. Crawford walks to the door.
"Hi mom!" Tylers face lights up.
Both of his parents start sobbing, hugging him tightly.
"Where the hell did you go?! We thought you were dead!!" his mom chokes out.
"..should i tell em?" i ask Tyler.
He nods.
"Well Mr. and Mrs. Crawford, Tyler kinda is.. dead" i mutter awkwardly.
I remove the lid of the box, revealing Tylers fragile body to show them what i mean.
"Oh my god" Mr Crawford says.
I hand them their sons corpse.
He was still dressed the way i last saw him alive. Grey Nike t-shirt, blue shorts..
I shake the thought out of my head.
"Won't you boys come in?" Mrs Crawford says, welcoming us in.
"We left your room the same as you left it Tyler!"
his face lit up with a smile and eagerly rushed to his room, me following close behind.
Nobody was allowed to go into Tylers room.
The familiar scent of cinnamon wafts through the air.
I missed it so much.
Tyler went to feel everything.
His unmade bed, his carpet, clothes, furniture, everything.
All of his things.
"I-is my Ipad anywhere?" he asks.
"Of course! That wasn't used either since you left" she unlocks the dresser to take out the tablet.
I sit on the bed next to Tyler and hover over his shoulder.
The tablet turns on.
The screensaver is a picture of us with all our friends.
Me, him, Will, Ricky, Rachel... Chelsea... Chelsea...
"Oh my god i just got the best idea ever" i say.
YOU ARE READING
save him
Horrorvlad has been trying to find out who killed his best friend. with little clues to help his search, he has to figure it out with given flashbacks of the ghost boy who's been murdered that day. warning: themes within some chapters revolve around abuse...
