Child • Jøshler

chapter nine

"Oh, Mrs Kacey is gonna kill you"

Brendon threw Andy a death glance, yellow swirling in his eyes "She'll kill Pete, if I'm lucky"

"Excuse me" Pete rose his hands in defense "I did not put your glasses on your pillow"

"But I didn't jump on the pillows!" Brendon frowned in anger, holding the broken glasses in his left hand.

"You have a small room, where else do you expect me to jump?"

And so the argument went on, Tyler and Dallon just laughed on the floor. Andy was throwing himself into the argument out of pure boredom. Brendon was obviously angry (this was the third time he had broken his glasses that month), but Pete seemed to be having a tough time trying not to laugh.

"Happens all the time" Dallon commented "They usually end up fighting until a broken bone"

Tyler looked up at the boys where Andy started to cheer and the two positioned themselves into fighting positions. Tyler had never witnessed an actual fight before, so he was honestly excited to see the boys fight.

As long as no blood is spilled.

Tyler was starting to feel real uncomfortable from the thirst. And it was noticeable; he just didn't know that.

"Hey. Hey, man" Dallon waved his hand before Tyler's red eyes "You okay?"

Tyler's breath trembled "Y- Yeah"

Brendon dropped his fists, hearing Dallon's worried voice "I have more blood, if that's what you need"

"He looks hella thirsty, yeah" Pete let his hands fall down too. He approached Tyler and placed a caring hand on his shoulder.

Tyler wasn't really into the attention he was getting. But he couldn't fight that now. He gave Brendon a nod and the devil boy was already picking through his mini fridge.

"You can't give him cold blood, are you crazy?!" Pete complained, causing Brendon to groan.

"What do you expect me to do, sacrifice Mrs Kacey to him?!" Brendon yelled into Pete's face.

"Wouldn't make much damage" Andy commented with a shrug. Brendon just narrowed his eyes at the tall boy.

"I- I'll be right back" Tyler stuttered out, walking out of the room. At the end of the pastel hallway, there was a small window. Tyler's small frame would help him. He ran into and through the open window, finding himself outside. The sun was soon to set.

He didn't know he was being watched from the distance.

Running in full speed, he soon reached the infamous road, where he usually kills. Most people didn't believe in vampire stories, so they still took the road in their usual routes. All he had to do now was wait.

Surely, he wasn't the sweet-looking child anymore. He was a teenager. But people would still stop for him.

Just like the black car that started to slow down.

The windows on the car were dark and he couldn't see inside. He'll just wait for the window to roll down.

Panting, he leaned against the driver's door and waited for the window to roll all the way down. He then saw the prettiest eyes in the world.

"Jenna?"

She smirked, tilting her head slightly "Hello, Tyler. Long time, no see"

Tyler's knees weakened. Jenna was dead, he was sure of that. She died in his arms. He killed so many people to avenge her. Yet now she stared into his weak, teary eyes.

She held his chin with her fingers and pulled him closer, kissing him passionately. He was totally lost mentally. This kiss meant the world to him. He placed his palm onto the back of Jenna's neck, moving beside her blonde hair. The proceeded to kiss, all until-

Tyler felt a strong sting in the side of his neck.

He collapsed to the ground, sight going black and losing consciousness.

Probably hours later, Tyler woke up on a comfortable car seat. The backseat of the black car Jenna was driving. The car wasn't moving; it actually still stood in the same place where Jenna pulled over. There was a small, six-year-old girl sitting and sobbing next to Tyler. Her shirt said 'MEAL'.

Tyler gulped, he needed to feed.

He ran the back of his hand along the girl's soft cheek, playing with her blonde hair "I'm sorry"

The girl began to cry. Tyler blinked and grabbed the girl roughly, sinking his fangs into her fragile neck. The little girl screamed in pain and terror, dying in the teenager's arms. Once her body was lifeless, Tyler lied her down and ran his fingers through her hair one last time before exiting the car and running back to Brendon's house.

Panting once again, he entered Brendon's room in his max speed. He shut the door rather quietly, though.

All the boys were alerted, jumping up from wherever they had lied.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Pete approached him, placing hands on his shoulders. Tyler noticed Patrick sitting on Brendon's bed.

"I- I don't know, I-"

"Did you drink?" Pete pursued questioning. Tyler nodded as a response.

"Calm down, Tyler" Andy spoke gently and kindly "Tell us what happened"

Tyler sighed shakily before starting his story. He started off with meeting Jenna and losing her. Then he added on the happenings from earlier.

"Lemme see" Brendon gestured with his fingers for Tyler to come closer, nodding and blinking once to assure Tyler he was not gonna do him harm. Brendon placed his cold fingers onto Tyler's neck and examined the spot Tyler said he felt the sting on. He finally let go of Tyler and sighed "It's a microchip"

"Can you get it out?" Dallon asked, pushing his glasses up.

"I can try"