One Criminal, One Psycho (Vancat)

I Dont Believe It...

Tyler's POV
"SARAH!" I yelled for her, she turned as I walked up to her. "You better not take him down there, you know what Jon will do."
"Listen, I know how much you care about Evan." She sighed. "But you have to trust me." I growled and took off. Throwing the knife onto Evan's bed and collapsed onto mine. I looked over at Evans bed and saw a memory of him crying, and him digging his nails into his neck, making it bleed.
He was a big part of my life and now he got taken away. I felt my blood boil, my breathing quickened, my mind went blank. I got up and punched the wall of our room. It made a giant crack, as I kept punching over and over.
I finally broke through the wall and went down to the basement where they kept every psycho. I got rid of the cameras and looked for Evan in each cell.
"You." I heard a voice say in a poisonous tone. I looked and saw Jon and growled, handling one of the bars in the window.
"You did this to Evan!" I yelled at him with pure hatred. He looked scared and backed away from the cell door. I smirked and kept looking for Evan, finally I found him. He was curled up in a ball and crying like a mad house.
I opened the door and hugged him. I shushed him hearing his whimpers, and talking to himself telling that he was stupid, hated, a faggot.
"Evan. Evan it's me." I told him. "It Tyler. It's okay, I'm going to get you out of here." I looked at the lock and broke it, taking the chains off of him, then the body suit.
"T...Tyler?" He questioned looking up at me, with puffy red eyes from crying. I nod and he got up, slowly making his way to me. He began to cry again and hugged me tight. "Tyler!"
"It's alright. I'm here." I said to him. "I wouldn't ever leave you alone." I felt him nod and hugged him back. "Now let's get you out of here." I picked him up and took him upstairs. Then ran out the front and out of that hell hole. Evan gripped onto me tight as I ran, stealing a car and driving off still holding onto Evan as he sat in my lap.
"I love you Tyler. I'm sorry." Evan mumbled.
"Don't be sorry. It was Jon's fault." I told him sternly. He nodded and we stayed in silence the rest of the way. 

Jon's POV
I listened in on some of those detective guys and found out what had happened.
"It seems Evan and Tyler had gotten out." One of them said. "I don't think we'll be seeing them again."
"Your right. With those two on a good hand, we'll surely die." The other announced. I sunk down in my room and cried. It was my fault Evan left, my fault, my fault. I can't believe he didn't love me. I don't believe it.
I hit my head against the wall until it bled, and cried on the floor.
"I'm sorry Evan..." I sobbed.