My Saviour - Tanner X Woods

Chapter 30 - Blood On My Hands

Tanners POV

With the REKT shoot over, I headed back into my office to clean up and text Paul to see how Woods was doing. I saw the text from Woods along with a few panicked messages from Paul. My heart dropped. I knew what he was going to try and do. I sprinted out the office without explanation, still covered in paint and flour. How the hell was I meant to get to him before he did it? I suddenly remembered that I had Scott's number. I felt terrible when I did it but I guess it was a good idea. I wrote down Scott's number on a piece of paper whilst Woods was asleep. I was going to ask to meet up and get to know his side of the situation. I guess we are probably going to meet now, under very different circumstances though.. Ones that I never would have wanted.

I drove erratically down the highways, trying to get to Woods' house as soon as I could. I called the number that was written on the small piece of paper. I shouted down the phone, not really paying attention to what I was saying. He understood the message though I guess because in seconds, he was off the call and also driving. 

I sped down the roads as fast as I could, not thinking about anybody around me. All my mind could think about was Woods. Was he dead right now? Would I be too late? Would I see his dead body? I quickly shooed the thoughts from my mind; although, they never really left. I turned the radio on full volume to try and silence my racing thoughts. People looked through their windows, glaring with annoyance as my car boomed past theirs. But I didn't care. Woods was the only thing that mattered to me. I had to save him... I had to..

I arrived at Woods place and rushed inside, making the front door smash into the wall and bounce back just as hard. "WOODS?" I yelled desperately. I flew upstairs, completely imbued with fear and dread. I saw a figure on the floor by the bathroom door. "Where is he?"I demanded. 

"In here." They cried. 

I began trying to talk to Woods. He wasn't responding to me. Terrifying thoughts charged through my mind rambunctiously. I shook the door handle violently, not meaning to scare Woods but to try and unlock the door somehow. 

"Who actually are you? The person asked.

"Tanner, Woods' boyfriend. I guess you're Scott." I said protectively. I couldn't help but be angry with him. This guy was one of the reasons that Woods was the way he was, I couldn't help but be annoyed with his very presence. 

I spoke to Woods a little more calmly. Then I heard it. The best sound I could ever hear. The bathroom door unlocked. I burst through the door, grabbing him hastily. Relief. 

I could hear Scott crying awfully. Rather than feeling sorry for him, I was just angry. It made me so mad that he was crying over Woods. He wasn't there for him when he needed him. That made me sick. I just wanted to punch some sense into him; make him realise what he did to Woods. Instead I stayed silent. Woods sat down next to him and cared for him. He ordered me to get him water. I was stubborn and very much fighting against it in my head, but I went downstairs and grabbed a cup for him. 

I wanted to throw the water over him. I could see Woods was a little frustrated by my attitude towards him. 

"You two need to go and talk somewhere; sort things out between you." I said hesitantly. I didn't want Woods to forgive him. Scott hurt him. Badly. I wanted Woods to feel better and not be hurt again. Maybe calling Scott was a bad idea. I walked away in a huff. 

I went and sat downstairs and checked my phone. I saw a few messages from Paul.

Paul: How is he? 

Paul: Is he alive?

Paul: Please message me as soon as you can.

I could tell he was just as worried as me about him. I quickly replied to him.