Can We Save Us? | Sequel to I Hate You But I Love You | Ambrollins

Chapter 4: Finding Out

The Next Morning

Seth's POV:

I woke up the next morning to get the kids ready for school. I was worried about Tyler. I was scared he might be getting bullied and he was just silently taking it in. The thought of my child crying and getting hurt really hurt me. I had to teach him some self defense. He is the son of two WWE wrestlers so it should come naturally to him.

Lunch Time

Third Person POV:

Tyler was hanging out with a few of his friends in the playground. They had already finished having lunch and they were talking about Tyler's parents.

"Tyler, we watch your parents wrestle every week. They're so good." Tyler's best friend, Caleb said.

"Yeah, they're so awesome." said Tyler's other friend, Ethan.

"My Dad said when he comes home next time, he's gonna bring Harper and I title belts." Tyler said.

"Lucky! Tell your Dad to bring us some too!" Caleb said.

"Okay but I get the WWE Championship. I call dibs." Tyler said.

"No fair. I was gonna call dibs on that." Ethan said.

"I want the US title." Caleb said.

"Sure. What about you Ethan?" Tyler asked.

"I like the intercontinental one too." he said.

"I'll tell my dad to-" Tyler said but stopped when he saw it again.

Tyler growled and got up, making his way over to Harper who was being picked on by two older boys. They seemed to be a year older than Tyler and his friends.

"You think you're so tough because of who your parents are." one of the boy said. 

"Hey! Leave my little sister alone!" Tyler yelled at the two boys. 

To be honest, Tyler was terrified of them both but he felt the need to be overprotective of his little sister. He was her older brother after all.

"What are you gonna do about it?!" the other boy said before punching Tyler in the mouth.

"No! Leave my brother alone!" Harper said, hugging her brother tight. "Go away, stop hurting him!"

The boys laughed before walking away. Tyler was left with a split lip.

"I'm sorry Tyler." Harper said. "They're hurting you because of me."

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After School

Seth's POV:

I reached the kids' school and waited for their classes to be let out. When the bell rang, the kids were let out. I spotted Harper approaching me with tears in her eyes.

"Harper, what's wrong Sweetie? Why are you crying?" I asked, crouching down to her height.

"Tyler." she cried. 

"What happened to Tyler?" I asked.

"He...he..."

"Let's go and find him."

Harper and I walked to Tyler's class and saw he had been let out. Tyler now had a split lip.

"Tyler, who's doing this to you?" I asked softly as I ran my thumb over his cut.

"No-one Daddy. Can we go home?" Tyler asked.

"Ty, this is getting serious now. Who's hurting you?" I asked.

"No-one hurt me." Tyler said.

"I'm gonna talk to your teacher about this." I said.

"No Daddy." Tyler said, stopping me. "I just wanna go home."

I could see tears grow in his eyes.

"We need to fix this Tyler. I don't want anyone hurting you." I said, crouching down to his height.

"Can we go home please?" he asked, teary eyed.

"Okay." I sighed. 

I got the kids in the car and drove them home. After I gave them something to eat, Harper approached me.

"Daddy, I need to tell you something." she said.

"What's the matter?" I asked. I pulled her onto my lap.

"Tyler's getting hurt because of me." she said, making me look at her confused.

"What do you mean?"

"These two boys keep picking on me and Tyler came to defend me but the boys hurt him." Harper said with tears in her eyes.

"Harper, why didn't you tell me?" I asked.

"Tyler said not to tell you. I was going to tell you yesterday. He didn't wanna worry you."

"Well, thank you for telling me. I'm gonna go and talk to him." I said.

Harper nodded and I sat her on the sofa to watch a bit of TV before going to Tyler's room.

"Hey buddy, you okay?" I asked him. He was playing with his toys.

"Yeah, I'm fine." he said.

"Tyler, why didn't you tell me?" I asked, sitting next to him.

"About what?"

"About the boys bullying Harper and hurting you."

"I didn't want to worry you." he sighed, looking down. "And I thought I could handle it. She's my little sister and as her brother, I should help her."

"Well, that was a very nice thing to do. But you should have told us. You're my baby. I don't like seeing you come home with these cuts and bruises everyday. Your Dad and I could talk to the teachers at your school and tell them to find these boys and tell them off."

"I'm sorry Daddy." Tyler said.

"You don't need to apologize buddy. I know you were trying to help your sister. That's a very nice thing to do. You know, I used to get bullied and your Uncle Brandon used to help me, just like you're doing with your sister." I said. "Now, will it be okay if I talk to your teachers tomorrow?"

Tyler hesitated before nodding. "Okay." he said.

"I promise I'll make everything better." I said. "And as a reward for being a good brother and defending your sister, I'll get you McDonalds tomorrow. How does that sound?"

"Really?! Yay! Thank you Daddy!" he exclaimed, giving me a hug, making me laugh.