Our Story (Troyler)

Chapter 9

"I'll repeat myself one last fucking time! What do you know about Tyler?!"

"I'm so sorry hun..." My mum cooed, getting up and walkig over embracing me. Her warmth reminded me of Tyler and my heart ached.

"P-please.... Just tell me."

"They stopped looking for him."

They stopped looking for him.

They stopped looking for him.

They stopped looking for him.

They stopped looking for him.

They stopped looking for him.

Those words echoed in my head over and over again.

Shaking lightly I released my mum and ran a hand through my hair. 

"Then I'm going to find him... No matter what it takes."

Dad finally spoke up, "I get you love him, but its to dangerous. You're not going anywhere."

"I'm going no matter what you say! I'm not going to leave him with his father!" My voice was rising louder. "You don't even know what his father has done to him! I love Tyler way to fucking much to leave him hanging!"

I was on the brim of tears .  Does he not realize how much Tyler means to me? I can't belive him right now.

"Don't raise your voice at me young man!" his voice boomed. I moved closer to my dad glaring at him.

" You do not know how much i have been through to be with this boy! He has been there for me now i have to be there for him!"

 He got up and towered over my small body. I backed up a little just for him to walk the same distance that i did. He raised his hand high in the air, and my eyes widened  with fear. He wouldn't....

The next thing  i knew I was on the floor, my cheek stung like a million bees. I looked up at my dad and he looked back at me with a smirk planted on his face. 

"fuck you! I'm never coming back here, I hope you know that. If  I hear that you lay a finger on Tyde I will come and get him. Enjoy your life!" I went to my room and packed up everything i needed in a duffle bag and my backpack. I walked over toTyde's room and knocked on the door.

"Tyde..." i mumbled. I opened the door and walked in. Tyde was no where in sight. "Tyde this isn't funny..."  

I grabbed a note off his desk and read it:

 Dear Troye and Mum,

I'm so sorry for doing this, but I must.  I hope you will understand why I did this... Everything was just to much. To many bullies, too much abuse, to much heartbreak, to much depression, to much hate, to much dad, and no one to talk to.  And I feel like shit for saying this but, Troye you made it really fucking hard for me when you wouldnt open your door. Dad would beat me for everything he hated about you. That went on for the whole time you were gone and when you locked yourself in your room. It kept getting worse and people teased me about it. It was all to much. So here we are. I'm so fucking sorry that i wasn't good enough for you guys. Well, if you're wondering where I am, Don't even ask because I don't even know. I running off somewhere with Blake and Kat. Don't try to find us. We'll be dead by the time you find us. Have fun with your lives.

Your Fucked up brother/son,                                                                                                                                  Tyde

Hot tears streamed down my face. I caused this all. I mess up everything...despite what he had said I have to go find him. Two people i have to find now... Tyde and Tyler.

I  grabbed the note and  stuffed it into my pocket. With my stuff in my hand i walked to the door, but not before hugging my mum. I walked out to my car and threw my things into the backseat and drove to the house down the road. Mr. Blake Franta's House to be exact.

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