choke ↣ joshler ✓

43. Decision

When Tyler woke up, he had to blink a few times to adjust his vision. He was staring at a blank wall and didn't have any idea what was going on.

Feeling a throbbing in the back of his head, he reached back to touch it and winced as his finger came in contact with it. He pulled his hand back and noticed blood on his fingers, causing him to panic. It wasn't a lot but any amount would raise concern.

He then realized he was sitting in a chair, tied to it with rope that was cutting into his skin. It was staring to irritate him but he was more panicked about how the fuck he got there.

He tried to retrace what had happened before he passed out. Suddenly he remembered hearing about a break in at Josh's house and walking there before being hit in the head.

"Oh, good! You're awake!"

Upon hearing the tone of voice used, Tyler shivered. However, he froze when he realized who that voice belonged to.

He heard footsteps as the person approached him and the blood in Tyler's body ran cold when they walked in front of him and stopped, bending down so they were at Tyler's height. "How are ya feelin'?" They asked. Tyler was at a loss for words and didn't know how to respond. "What? Cat got your tongue? It's rude not ta reply ta a question ya know..."

Tyler just blinked. "How am I feeling?" He asked in disbelief. "What the fuck is this, Brendon?"

The brunette laughed but there was no humor in the gesture. Tyler then got a better look at him and his stomach churned when he saw the wicked smile that his mouth held, the mischievous look in his eyes, and the blood splattered on his face. "Oh, Tyler," he sighed. "You're so clueless. It's adorable."

Brendon picked up the chair and turned it (with ease, Tyler didn't weigh much) and Tyler's heart clenched at the sight in front of him.

Josh and his dad sat in chairs in front of him in the same state as Tyler— tied up and terrified. Except they each had rags taped in their mouths and Josh had a black eye and bruises forming all over his face. He looked worse than Tyler had ever seen him after an encounter with Frank. His dad looked unscathed which relieved him but it didn't take away his concern for his boyfriend.

The second thing he noticed, was that he looked to be in a basement. It was cold and dirty and he saw an unidentifiable but very big bug crawling across the cement. He looked over and saw a table with a plethora of different kinds of weapons, all that made him terrified.

"What's going on?" Tyler asked, his panic obvious. He struggled against the rope but all it did was rub against his skin more.

Brendon laughed once more. "It's cute how much ya care about him," he said, pointing to Josh who looked to be in so much internal pain it killed him. Tyler's eyes met his and he looked apologetic. "What the hell were ya supposed ta do if there really was a break in?" He asked patronizingly.

"How did you know about that?"

"Holy fuck for someone in honors classes ya sure are a dumbass. 'M the one who called it in, genius. My boyfriend Ryan sent the code ta your radio only. He heard your daddy here talkin' about givin' ya one at work 'nd I used him to lead ya here. He did a great job. He was good in bed too. Maybe it was a cop and authority thing, I don' know. Too bad I shot him in the head. His body was a great addition ta my collection. My parents too."

Tyler's eyes widened. He felt like he was going to throw up. "Oh my God," he whispered.

"'Nd 'm not stoppin' there!" Brendon smiled widely. "Ya see Ty-Guy, you're goin' help me decide which of the two people sittin' in front of ya are dying tonight. 'Nd you're goin' help me do the honors. Might as well have ya officially fit in."