Loving Tyler

Chapter 12

Tyler

I walked out the door and walked over to my house. Shyla's car wasn't there. 

I walked into my house and saw the rest of my family there. They were sitting on the couch watching the football game. 

"Wassup." I said. "Have yall seen Shyla or Kaylin and Dorothy?"

All the men in the family ignore me but the women turned around. 

My aunt Cid came over to me. "They started to drive back early. Well Kaylin left early."

"So where is Dorothy and Shyla?" 

"They are on the way back home, also. Kaylin had his own car parked somewhere close. He just wanted to come to your house in Shyla's car for economic reasons." She laughed and went back over to the couch. 

I walked up the stairs and went to my room and thought. 

Everything Aunt Cid said didnt sound right. 

I called Kaylin. 

RIng

Ring

"Wassup Ty?" Kaylin said.

"Where the fuck is my girlfriend?" I said calmly. I knew being loud wouldnt make Kaylin cooperate. 

"At her house."

"Nigga, I was just there looking for her. You are not slick bitch." I started to get loud. 

"Being loud isnt gonna scare me, Tyler. But sadly, I dont have your girlfriend. When I told her to go talk to you, I saw her get in the car with a boy. 

Darson

"Whatever nigga." I hung the phone up and grabbed a jacket. 

I was going to get what was mine.

I ended up at Darson's house not too long after hanging up with Kaylin. 

I went up to Darson's front door and walked in. 

I didnt need to knock. I knew Darson and I knew he wasn't gonna do shit. 

"Who the fuck is in my house?" Darson yelled. I could tell he was upstairs. 

I ran up the stairs and looked around every room. There was about 6 rooms on this one floor. 

All the rooms were decorated but no one was in the rooms. 

I saw the light on in the room that was down the hall. I walked in the room and saw Darson staring right at me. 

"Tyler, why the fuck are you here?" He had a robe on that was pink and he was sitting on the bed. 

"To find Laya." I said. "Where is she?" 

Darson stood up. "I have no idea Tyler. I'll help find her though." Darson walked over to his closet.

"I have a feeling you know ehre she is. You were the last person with her." 

"No I wasnt. Whoever told you that lied." Darson came out of the closet fully dressed. "I went to her house so that I could give her a pie but when I got there, her mom said she was gone. Then I drove to the lake and I saw her trying to get away from some boy."

I was confused. I really didnt care about all the details. I just wanted my baby Laya back. I just wanted to be able to hug her and love her and apologize. 

"Describe the boy" 

"He looked liek you actually. Just lighter. I keot driving because I honestly thought the boy was you and I didnt have time to be running in to your ass." Darson went over to hisdresser and grabbed his keys. "We could have been closer to her if you werent talking so much. Know we are farther." 

Darson walked down the hall and down his stairs. I followed and we got in the car. "We have to go to Nevada." 

Darson looked at me. "Boy you crazy. You are willing to go to another state just to see if Laya is there and that shows that you love her too much. But honestly, she didnt love you that much." Darson started to drive. 

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked Darson.

"Laya has a diary in her room and in it, she clearly says she doesnt love you and that she wishes she'd never met you." 

"Darson, I know what your gay ass is doing but it isnt gonna work on me. Take me home" 

"I can be gay or a faggot or whatever you want to call me, but remember I fucked Laya before you." Darson pulled up into my driveway. 

"Fuck you, gay bitch." I got out the car and walked over to Laya's house. 

Knock Knock

The man from earlier came to the door. "What do you want?" 

I sighed, "Let me in please."

The man just stood there and laughed right in my face. 

I pushed right through him and went up to Laya's room. 

I looked around her room trying to figure out where she would be her diary. 

It came to my mind. 

I got on her bed and lifted up her pillow. She once told me that she kept important things under her pillows. 

I read her whole diary and I saw that she went through a lot before she mt me. But when I got to the entries that included me, I saw everything. 

September 30

I dont know why the hell I deal with Tyler. I just wish I could get away from him! He is so fucking crazy, but he's so sexy. I just wish I never met him. If I would have never met him, I probably would have

And thats how she ends the entry. She ends it without explaining why. 

I grab the diary and leave the house. 

I dont need a bitch anyway.