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Tyler
I knew Victoria would come looking for the hairpin. I'd seen her cherish it for years and last night when I'd seen her wearing it, I'd taken it off and slipped it into my jeans. She'd been too distracted by the sight of me to notice it gone.
I needed an excuse for Vicky dearest to come closer to me, even if it was just a little. Any type of invitation was likely to be rejected and I wasn't sure I enjoyed being rejected by anyone, especially not Victoria. Honestly, I didn't know any woman in my life who would ever say the word no to anything I asked for. Most of them were attracted to me, like a moth to a burning candle. When I say most women, I meant the ones who preferred dicks over vaginas.
The day I'd come back to Cold-Bay, I thought I would be content by just looking at Victoria, making sure she'd moved on with her life, thinking maybe Maya had exaggerated when she said she never saw Victoria hang out with any man other than Noah Fucking McCloy but there he was; with his perfect copper-gold hair and broad form flirting with her like it was so natural. From a ladies perspective, he did look like shiny gold coin fresh out of the treasure chest. He put Goldilocks to shame, our Noah.
I was aware I would see Victoria at Queer-Kevin's birthday party and apart from the drinks and the cake; she was the one I was most looking forward to. And honest to god, my expectations had been blown to bits. She used to have a fabulous body even for a teenager, (at least from a perspective of a hormonal seventeen-year-old boy) and now it was just fucking out of the world. Her little breasts were now full and her hips were having that delicious curve, her platinum blonde hair longer and thicker. The past decade had treated her well regardless of the fact that they were having financial crisis.
When I'd seen her talk to Good-boy-Noah at the party, when I'd seen her give him that smile and wrap her arms around him, something had gone off inside me and something else had turned on. The animal instincts that I'd buried for ten years had started to come alive. A piece of me that I'd shut was unlocked with one look from her. At this point, I didn't care if Good-Boy-Noah and Vicky were even dating, I could un-date them in a couple of days, tops.
All I needed was to check if Victoria was at least about ten percent interested in me, even five would be good. Five is still better than nothing at all and in order to find out about her feelings, I'd decided to trap her in the bathroom with me.
And yes, I'd seen that look in her stormy gray eyes.
She still wanted me the same way.
If there was one thing that I was great at other than giving orgasms and driving Supercars, it was to read people. I'd observed and learned behaviors by watching lots of movies and applying those formulas in real life. Mom had taught me how to differentiate from the right and the wrong. Normal people learned about social ethics as they grew older, they learned to differentiate between good and bad behavior.
To me, the lines blurred, and a lot of times I had the urge to do just the opposite.
But you know, Mom had told me that if the lines blurred one day and if I let those urges consume me, I'd be locked away. Worse case, executed. And in order for me to not succumb to my nature, I had to control these demons.
There was nothing in the world that the Lockharts' wanted and couldn't get, and so with the help of a few key people I'd tried to stay in line (as much as I possibly could).
My mother's voice reverberated in my mind every time I did something wrong.
'Tyler, honey, you're in control of who you are. Do not let these emotions consume you.' she said.

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The Lunacy of Tyler Lockhart ✔️
Mystery / ThrillerHow very noble of you, Mr. Lockhart. I don't need your help. I can do just fine." I retorted. "I'm a lot of things, Victoria." Tyler said leaning against the banister. "But noble is not one of them." "After today, I'm not even going to argue with th...