I pushed open my gate and looked before I entered my backyard. "Tyler?" "Well if it isn't the women of the hour" "Mrs.Carter? Where's Tyler?" "Awee your looking out for someone. Well let me tell you some things you don't quite know about him" "What are you talking about Mrs.Carter?? Where is he?!" "Those pictures you found, I took them of course. I waited for you to come home. This boy, Tyler, he was rough but communicated well. All I did was toss the photos in his car. You did the rest." She finished but I looked around to see if he was anywhere. He wasn't. No clues. No drag marks. Was Tyler in it with her? What's going on?
"What are you talking about?" "About a month ago, my life seemed empty without my son" "Where's Tyler?!?" "Ah ah ah Sarah, let me finish. Before you want Tyler all to yourself, maybe you should know more about him. For instance, his birthday" "Okay, when is it?" "June 15th. He is 25 years old" "What!?!?" "Don't freak out yet, freak out that he is married" "You're lying!!!" "Dear, why would I lie? Hear it for yourself! Oh honeyy can you bring out dearest Tyler now?!!!" She yelled out more than a demand then question. Coming from the inside of my house!! Is beat up Tyler and Mr.Carter. "Tyler!!" I ran up to him to make sure he was okay. Mr.Carter threw him down to the ground and stood by Mrs.Carter about 2 1/2 yards away from us.
"Baby, baby, baby?! Are you okay?? Are you hurt??" "Sarah....Sarah I'm sorry" "Tyler is it true?? All the things she said, was it true?!?" I said and stood up from him. "Sarah I love you so much, I don't want anyone else to hurt you again" "You did already! From the beginning! You should of let me be in the damn hallway!! Let me live by myself!! I thought I saw happiness!" "Sarah, please, don't get angry at me" "25!!! And MARRIED!" "I wanted you to be happy!" "You failed Tyler, you failed." I didn't want to see his face anymore. I left. I went inside through the back door and sat in the couch. No, I didn't cry. I couldn't. There was nothing to cry over. I sat down for 5 minutes and got right back up.
"Why?! Why did you have to do this?! I could of found out my own way Carters" "Look she's finally back" "Yes Mrs.Carter, what did I ever do to you??" "You took my SON!! That's why you did! You killed him!!" "We all know damn well it was an accident! I didn't mean to!! He was trying to kill me first!" "Well better you than him" Mrs.Carter said that and that went to far! I marched right up into her face. "And you know if I died my parents would be feeling the same way you do. What about Isabelle? Huh your son's ex who died, he killed her. What do you think her parents felt when they found out the truth? Don't ever try to put death upon someone else! It already happened, so get that through your thick scull, you too Mr.Carter! So get! Get off my property! I'll call the cops with a click of a button!"
I got even closer to Mrs.Carter's face "Don't you ever come back." I backed away and they left. They started yelling at each other but that wasn't important, Tyler was. It looked like when I was inside for 5 minutes Mr.Carter beat him again. I bent down to him, "Have any kids Tyler?" "A 1 year old boy" "Is this how you want him to be, and disgusting person?" "No, but I want him to make other people happy" "How old is your wife?" "24" "When did she turn 24?" "April 14th" "Wow, did you know how old I was? When you came up to me? When you thought it was okay to fall asleep when I did? Or even when we made out?" "I wasn't sure Sarah! But I knew you were younger than me!" "You disgust me Tyler! Get up tough guy! Get up! Get the fuck off my yard! Get the fuck out my driveway! And don't ever fucking talk to me ever again!!!" I walked away from yelling that not wanting to hear another word from him. I took out the photos that were in my pockets and threw them away. I was thinking about pressing charges on the Carter family, but they have enough issues.
5 minutes later I heard Tyler's car start and leave my driveway. Emily! I ran out the house hoping Tyler didn't drive off so fast. Well he is injured so he didn't. I ran and yelled out his name. He heard me after 10 million shouts and finally pulled over. I bent down to passenger window and started to speak. "How old is Troy? Fuck it! Emily is not seeing him again! Tell that to Troy the next time y'all talk! Troy probably knows! He disgusts me too bitch!" I yelled that to him and jogged back to my car. I got in and headed to Emily.
