Running With a Bad Boy Rewrite || COMPLETE ||

Chapter 20

Tyler

I was being led down the prolonged dark hallway with two men dressed in black in front of me and behind. My ribs were stained with bruises and my eye that had been punched was black but I held no mind to the pain I had when I would breath. The anger built up inside me had I not ignored though. I wanted the motherfuckers who did this to me dead in fact. No reason did they have to gang up against me for something someone else had done. It was my fathers doing, giving them the orders to go after his own son because he was too much of a pussy to do it himself. He knew his old ass would get handed to him if he ever penetrated into a fight with me.

I was thrown roughly into a chair across from Drake and it caused my rib to numb and I had to hold back the pain laced in my expression to show him I wasn't affected. He already heard about the news of Hunter and Zoe being dead. That's why I was here, so he could get the juicy details into his disgusting mind.

"Tell me the truth boy," he snarled. "If you lie I won't hesitate to cut off each of your fingers one by one while your friends sit across the room watching until it's their turn."

"Relax you sick fuck. Hunter is dead along with his roommate."

"How?"

I had come up with the lie when I was discussing the plan with my brother the other night so it came out easily. "Hunter was going mental when I was there last. He was saying how he was going to leave town to get away from you but when I tried to calm him down he accused me of being on your side instead of his. He tried fighting me and Zoe tried to calm him down. The bastard ended up shooting her, then tried pointing the gun at me, so I had to pull the trigger."

Drake stared at me and I couldn't tell if he was believing my story because he masked his face too well. I thought my lie was pretty believable because both Drake and I know how crazy Hunter could get when he doesn't know what to do. Whether or not he's shown that kind of crazy towards Zoe I would never know, but if I knew one thing about Hunter he would never go as far as killing Zoe. But did Drake know that?

"You really expect me to believe that?" Drake snapped.

"Whether you do believe it or not they're fucking dead!" I yelled and brought my best misery face out to play. "My brother is fucking dead and I'm the one behind his murder."

Drake surprised me when he showed a hint of what looked to be sadness but it was gone before I could figure out exactly how he felt. His arms were now crossed and he was looking to the ground.

Hunter bought the two plane tickets so the cars would still be here. Everything was set for them but now the hard part was informing their friends of the deaths.

"So one of my boys finally grew some balls!" Drake chuckled and even though I would have been angry for him speaking like that, it meant he believed me.

"Now that that's out of the way I guess you're happy you can take over when I retire." He started getting me even more pissed but I had to keep my cool in order for this plan to work. "I see you can kill your own family so that takes guts."

I bit my tongue so hard that I tasted the blood on my teeth. I told myself I wasn't related to this prick. He wasn't my father and he meant nothing to me. I wouldn't even consider him the dirt under my shoe.

I found myself going to the bar once I was done meeting with Drake. I knew telling everyone about the deaths wasn't the right thing to do because they all had a right to know what was really going on. But if this plan was going to process they needed to be fooled.

"Hey Tyler!" Mark greeted me when I stepped my foot into the bar.

"Mark I need you to get everyone over to Hunters place tonight. I have some...news." He could tell I was stressed so all he did was nod his head then went to pour me a drink but I denied.