Make a Choice

Chapter 23

Ty's POV

Where was I.. Oh yes- I had just crawled through the basement window. That window was really hard to squeeze through, but I managed. I'm now laughing at everyone who said that being this skinny was just a joke.

But now is not a time to be joking, it is time to rescue my boyfriend!

The halls twisted into dead ends, and spread out into even more hallways from the side. I must have been walking in this gross house for ages, until I heard a familiar voice.

Could it be?

I ran faster, being inspired.

I busted through a door locked door that the voice was yelling from. Wooden sticks stabbed into my arms, but I didn't mind it. Because I knew that the effort I put into this, is all paying off now.

I rub my arms and stare up into the gaping void of darkness. The room was cold, and the ceiling was webbed up from spiders. There were sharp cracks in the wall that were formed simply from old age.

"Hello?" I called softly.

After I spoke, a chilling wind blew through the room.

I was expecting the door to slam behind me, ceiling the room shut with me in it- like the door from earlier. But Ohyea.. I broke the hell out of that door.

A quiet voice answered me.

"Ty..?"

A voice strained.

"Adam!" I gasped.

There was a loud cough, and the cough sounded dirty.. Like he was coughing up blood or something like that.

"Ty.. You're not safe here.."

The voice continued from the shadows.

"I don't care about me, Adam! I care about you!"

I yelled in shock at my own words as I shuffled into the darkness- seeking for my love.

"No-you don't know what you're doing!"

My foot knocked something, and it sounded like metal being thrown at the ground.

It started up a light which instantly lit up the room.

I stared straight at Adam.

He was in a jail-like structure, strapped to a chair with heavy chains. His arms and legs were cuffed.

It seemed kind of crazy to think about.. His ex girlfriend napping him from his home while he slept, and then bringing him to an abandoned building, then chaining him to a chair in a jail cell.

It was horrible to think about- oddly seemed unreal for a moment.

"Ty.. You can't come here!"

Adam repeated, almost crying.

I started looking over him:

His face was all scratched up and scared, and I could see through the tight chains that his ribs were tight on his stomach.

She clearly didn't feed him.

"I can't.."

"Why not..?"

Anger started to rise in his voice as he struggled in the chains.

"Dawn put a-"

My phone cut him off as it started blaring some dubstep.

I answered it quickly, because no one calls me unless it's an emergency.

"Hello?"

I asked, impatient.

"Rob.. He's almost dead.. Please.. Help."

Preston panted from the other side of the road.

Anger rises up inside of me. I couldn't take it.

"Fuck no! You never helped at all whenever Adam was lost, and could have been dead! And now you expect me to come and help you now that you are in trouble?!"

"No.. It's not-"

"Shut your stupid face! I'm not helping you, like you did me. Fair trade right, I know so."

I ended the call before he could say another word. If I heard his stupid voice in the next 20 seconds I felt like I was going to EXPLODE.

"Whats all this ruckus about??"

I heard a young voice call.

I heard footsteps coming closer.

As I looked over to Adam for reassurance, he mouthed the word

'Hide'

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~Ticky