Do You Want To Know? ~A Tythan Story

Part Eight: Bodies

Ethan's POV:

Three Months Later

I woke up to Tyler shaking me. I looked at the clock and it read 3:00 A.M. I didn't know what Tyler would even wake me up at that time in the morning for.

"Yes Teddy Bear?" I said very sleepily.
He didn't say anything. I turned around and seen him staring at something. He had pure terror in his face. I looked at the wall and I understood why he was terrified.
There was a body hanging in our wall, all the skin missing, only their muscles were there. And the wall behind it was covered in blood. I felt something hit the top of my head. I looked up and I screamed.

'You're next' was written in blood on the ceiling. I ran out of the room. Tyler didn't follow me. He was paralyzed from the fear that someone was in our house and they put a body in our room while we slept. I called 9-1-1.

Them- Hello, this is 9-1-1 emergency services, what is-
Me- There is a dead body in my house! My husband is still in there! He's frozen with fear! Please send someone! Anyone!
Them- Do you know who the person is?
Me-No I don't! I don't know even know how it got in our house. I was woken up by my husband and all I saw was the body, blood, and a message that said 'You're next.' I'm terrified. I'm outside of my own house. Please, I'm begging you, send someone.
Them- Ok, someone is on their way. We need you to stay on the line so we can trace where you are.
Me- Ok.
It took thirty minutes for them to come. Tyler was still in the house. I was beyond scared. I was afraid that the person was still in the house. I didn't want anything to happen to Tyler.

Tyler's mom came outside when she seen all the blue lights outside our house.

"Ethan what's going on? Where's Tyler?" She asked.

"T-t-there was a d-d-d-dead body in o-o-our house. T-Tyler w-w-was frozen..." I managed to get out.
Who could have done something like this? We never hurt anyone, we just wanted to live a normal happy life together. I looked over to my car, and all the windows were busted out and my tires were slashed and the same thing happened to Tyler's car.
Then a thought pop in my head.

Tyler's POV:

I was frozen. I couldn't move. All I could do was stare at the body. I started shaking after Ethan ran out. I couldn't control anything that happened to me.
I heard police sirens and the door burst open, yelling 'police.' When they reached our bedroom, they ordered me to get down, but I couldn't. I was stuck where I was. They pushed me off the bed and on the ground, knees in my back, guns drawn.

They let me up and walked me out of the house. I was still shaken up from the body. They were asking me who I was, who was the person on the wall, how did they get there in the first place, but I couldn't answer them. I was just staring in the direction I was walking.

I looked at Ethan, he was just as scared as I was. He looked at me and started crying. That snapped me out of my trance and I tried to run to him, but the police pushed me down to the ground.

"Why are you doing this to me? I need to comfort my husband!" I yelled.

"We have suspicion that you are involved with this." He said, something about his voice sounded familiar.

"What! I wouldn't hurt a fly! Why would I kill someone! I don't even know who that is on my wall!" I screamed. I was one of the nicest people you could ever meet. I couldn't kill someone even if I had the means and opportunity to do it.

"What's your name?" He asked calmly.

"Tyler Scheid. S-C-H-E-I-D." I said. I spelled out my last name because it's rooted from Germany, and the spelling was weird.