Everything You Are

4 || Tyler Williams

It was nine o' clock at night. Tyler hadn't seen Aria all day and he was furious. He walked into the living room and took a long drag of his cigarette before sitting down on the couch. He smirked as he turned on the old TV. He scrolled before finding the restricted section of channels. He put in the pin to access mature content and smiled devilishly as he selected 'Girls Gone Wild Ep. 23'.

A few hours later, Tyler rubbed his eyes with the backs of his hands and sat up. He checked his phone: midnight. He paused for a moment, analyzing the silence of the house. Aria wasn't home yet. Tyler fumed. In his rage, he grabbed an empty bottle from the side table and threw it as hard as he could. It shattered against the wall, shards falling to the floor.
"Fuck!" He screamed, his voice traveling loudly through the house.
He stood and grabbed his black jeans that were lying on the floor next to him. He slipped himself into them and walked upstairs. Before he reached the top, he heard the front door open and close gently.
Aria. That whore. He thought.
Tyler heard the familiar sound of Aria's keys clanking in the dish. The wooden floor creaked as she made her way to the living room.
She's avoiding me. That bitch is gonna get it now.
Tyler creeped down the stairs, hiding in the shadows until he was standing directly behind his girlfriend. Her eyes were closed.
"Why were you out so late?." Tyler sneered.
In his head he already knew where she was. He pictured her in his best friends house across the street. He figured they had been fucking every moment she wasn't with him. Aria was frozen in place. Tyler smiled in triumph when he realized what he was doing to her.
"I-I...I was just-" Aria began.
"You were just what?!" Tyler screamed, grabbing Aria's arm and spinning her around to face him.
He glared at her, a million thoughts racing through his head: different scenarios of what he was going to do to her...to give her what she deserved. Aria said nothing.
"That's what I thought." Tyler whispered.
He didn't even hear what Aria said before he slammed her against a wall with full force in order to hide the smile that was forming on his lips. He looked her dead in the eyes and pinned her wrists above her head. He allowed Aria to struggle as a pool of spit formed in the bottom of his mouth. He spat in her face in order to let her know how worthless she was.
"I know where you've been." He said.
He was enjoying this. He paused. He knew that anytime there was silence Aria would try to speak...it's how she was and he was using that against her.
"Tyler I promise I-"
"Don't you fucking cut me off you bitch!" Tyler screamed.
His muscles burned from the work he was putting into completing this crime. He threw her to the ground.
Aria screamed and began to crawl backwards as Tyler advanced. Aria's scream set something off in him. It was almost as if a switch was flipped...the switch that kept him from going too far. He was now a monster. He couldn't think straight- or -more like he couldn't think at all. His brain was shut off entirely and his body relied on muscle memory to move.
"Don't you fucking move!" Tyler shouted. "Don't you move or I'll fucking kill you!"
Tyler felt his eyes grow wide. He began to pace the room as his eyes caught sight of his reflection in a broken mirror on the wall. His eyes were stone cold and he was twitching in an almost inhuman fashion.
"I know where you've been." Tyler whispered.
He wasn't speaking...well...he was, but he almost wasn't controlling the words that were coming out of his mouth.
"You see," He began. "Everyone knows how much of a fucking whore you are. I mean," He paused, "what kind of fifteen year old loses her virginity?"
He focused his gaze on Aria, who shot up and shouted,
"I was raped..."
Tyler couldn't focus on the rest of what she was saying. He was so fuming mad that he swore he could feel his blood boiling beneath his skin. He snapped his head in her direction and ran to her, throwing her on top of the kitchen table. He wanted to kill her. He needed to kill her. He wrapped his hands around her tiny neck and began to squeeze. He smiled as Aria began to claw at his hands and struggle for air.
"No one wants to believe your fucking bullshit rape story. You can't possibly think it's okay to lie about something like that just to try and hide the fact that your nothing but a little slut."
Tyler knew she had been raped. He was just doing everything in his power to make her feel as alone and distrusted as possible. He wanted to make her vulnerable. Suddenly realization hit him. He didn't want to kill her this way. He wanted her to die in the most excruciatingly painful way possible. He released his grip on her neck and turned away.
"I'm gonna kill you." He whispered.
The sound from the outside world seemed to cut itself off. After he announced those four words, it was as if the universe was waiting silently for him to complete his promise. Aria opened her mouth, but Tyler heard no sound, just ringing. He grabbed a knife from the drawer beside him and turned around for his girlfriend to see. Aria ran. Tyler laughed,
Does she seriously think she can outrun me?
He walked around the corner to find Aria struggling to open the door. She was searching for the keys....the keys he had grabbed as he walked down the stairs earlier in case she tried to escape. He looked out the window next to his crying girlfriend and smiled. It was raining.
"Looking for these?" Tyler held the keys up for Aria to see, a knife in his other hand.
Tyler grabbed Aria's shoulder and spun her around. He was about to end her right then and there before he suddenly threw the knife across the floor. He wanted to kill her with his hands. He wanted to beat her until she bled out. Tyler eventually ended up throwing Aria into the edge of a table, knocking her out. He slipped out of his shirt and dropped it on the floor beside him. He began to unbuckle his belt,
Not the way I wanted this to go...I might as well make the best of her before she's gone.
Tyler snapped his head towards the door that had been flung open. Before he knew it, Tyler had been knocked to the ground, struggling to fight the dirty blonde, blue eyed boy that was on top of him. Tyler was able to throw his body to the right, causing the boy to be rolled underneath him. Tyler pinned the boys arms to his sides, but he managed to let one slip. The boy threw his fist at Tyler, making direct contact with his jaw. Tyler shouted in pain and let go of the boys arm. The boy threw himself on top of Tyler once again and uppercut his nose, breaking it and causing a steady flow of blood to come from it.

Tyler woke up and attempted to rub his eyes before realizing he was restrained in handcuffs.
"What the hell?" Tyler whispered, sitting up, realizing he was sitting in a holding cell.
"Well good morning sunshine." A cop in his mid twenties came into view. "You have the right to remain silent, Mr. Williams. Anything you say may be used against you in a court of law." The cop was smiling.
The cop opened the cell and grabbed Tyler.
"You get to go to be questioned. Have fun." The cop threw Tyler into the arms of another and waved goodbye the same way one would wave to a toddler.

Hours and hours went by in a blur. The cops ended up not needing to put Tyler on trial and he was immediately convicted of assault. Tyler flinched as the bars slammed closed in front of him.

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