((Good news!! There's a new chapter AND it's chapter 23! 23 is my lucky number so I feel like writing a happy chapter. But, sadly, I can't write happy chapters. I need to destroys feelz. I REQUIRE YOUR FEELZ TEARZ!!))
[Ty's POV]
I sit in the back of a van. I can't believe I got myself captured again. The doors open and I am jerked out. I show no resistance as they prod me to go in. They lead me to a room like the one I was in. The door opens and I see a huddled figure in the corner ((all my irl friends know where I am going with this :p)).
"I didn't kill him... I didn't... no, no... I didn't kill him... the figure, I swear..." He was mumbling in the corner. I was shoved in and the door locked behind me.
"Sorry, Tyler. Our cells are full so the only option is to put you in here." Someone says over a loudspeaker. Great. Now I'm stuck in a cell with... him. As I approach, I see a scrawny boy with matted brown hair.
"Uhh, hi?" I say, cautiously. He barely looks at me. "Uhh, I'm Ty." He looks somewhere behind me.
"Max. My name is... Max." I raise an eyebrow at him. "Yay... someone to talk too... been a year... can't believe..." he mumbles. "Wait, are you, the Ty?"
"What?"
"You know, the one who was in here for two years and escaped with his sanity. You're my role model. I'm so glad. Your my role model... So glad..."
"Help." I muttered under my breath.
[Adam's POV]
I don't honestly know how long I've been in here.
Probably a day or so.
It doesn't feel like that.
Martin walks in, grinning. "Good news! Your no longer considered a threat to society!"
"Do I get to leave now?" I replied, grumpily.
"Sorry. Do you want to spend a lifetime in prison for murder?" He begins to untie me.
I knew it. I told Ty that he shouldn't have been rescued. This is just more pain for the both of you now.
"How am I a threat to society?" My feet touch the ground for what seemed like the first time in days and I wobbled at first, but then stood firmly.
"Sorry. Classified information. I wish I could tell you." I rubbed my hands where the rope dug into my skin. "Follow me, please." He started to walk out of the room and I followed.
"Can you tell me any information?" I ask. There's a small stretch of time where nobody spoke. Martin sighed.
"Ty is back in the asylum-"
"What?!" I stopped in my tracks and Martin turned around.
"Hear me out, Adam. Ty's in the asylum and we have an agent out on the field working her way into the asylum to get him out. She reported to me this morning that she ran into Ty yesterday and witnessed him getting taken back to the asylum. In order to get herself on good ground with the government, she described to the news a lookalike to you whom, by the way, is another agent of ours. Said lookalike plans on getting captured and killed so that you can then live your life in peace with whomever you choose. Until then, unfortunately, you cannot leave or you'll risk getting captured instead of the lookalike. You might have to wait a bit until after he dies, maybe a week or so, until you go out or someone might suspect something. We plan on getting Ty out of the asylum tonight and, if everything goes as planned, we will have him here by dawn tomorrow." Martin explains. I stand in front of him, speechless.
"Why-Why would you do all this?" I ask. He looks sadly into my eyes.
"Classified information."
((Martin: Srsly! I'm turning into a male version of you!
Adam: Huh. Don't go crazy, Ty.
Max: I DIDN'T KILL HIM!!
Ty: We all know, Max.
Max: *returns to fetal position in the corner*
Me: Huh. New chapter tomorrow, hopefully...
Ty: Is something gonna go wrong with my rescue? Something's gonna go wrong, isn't it?
Martin: Classified information.
Me: That's what I was gonna say! Lolcats!))
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The Art Of Finding Love... Again
Fanfiction(Sequel to Forbidden Love) Ty has had a dream where he was in love with a man 2 years older than him, and he couldn't stop thinking about that dream. When he meets the man in his dreams, who knows what would happen? Art by @pancakegoesrawr
