The Lunacy of Tyler Lockhart ✔️

Chapter Forty Four - Present

Victoria

I'm going away for a while. Need time to think. Don't worry about me. x

I sent the text to Archer, and suddenly Tyler snatched the phone out of my hands and pocketed it.

I stared straight ahead into the car and tried not to panic about the fact that I was being kidnapped. I turned in the passenger seat to glare at him, "You can't do this to me!"

Tyler grinned, "Well, I just did."

I had tears gathering in my eyes but I wouldn't let him see that and feed off my weakness. "Where are you taking me?"

"Someplace where you won't be allowed to make stupid decisions like marrying an idiot like Noah," he answered.

"You threatened to shoot Archer and Hazel!" I screamed at him. "Surely anyone is better than you!"

He gave me a side-eyed stare, keeping one of his hands on the steering wheel and reached with the other in his pocket to find the gun that I'd seen before. I flinched which made him laugh, "Relax, baby. Look, it's a fake."

I took the gun from his hands and realized that it was indeed a fake and that made me feel stupid. 

Not only had he kidnapped me waving a fake gun in my face, but he'd threatened to shoot my family with it and I'd believed him.

"I hate you, Tyler," I said throwing the fake into the backseat and searched for something in the car that I could use to hit him with when the car finally stopped. I noticed a Macbook in the backseat.

If I hit him hard enough with it...

"Don't get any wrong ideas about hurting me," Tyler could read me faster than his animal encyclopedias, "I do have a real gun with real bullets safely tucked away in my boots. Just an F.Y.I."

I sat back in the car and sank lower.

There was no use, I couldn't try to escape.

He caressed my cheek slowly with the back of his fingers, "Treat it as a short vacation. The sooner you come to your senses, the faster I'll let you go."

I turned in my seat to face him, "I won't marry Noah. I promise."

He chuckled showing off his perfect white teeth, "That was fast, but I don't think you mean it. If I let you go right now, you're probably going to the police station and singing about this incident like a songbird and I'm not going to let that happen."

The gates to the Lockhart's mansion opened. A part of me was glad he'd brought me here than any other place that I wasn't familiar with. I used to visit Tyler's house a lot growing up so I didn't think there was any room in the house that we hadn't explored and that gave me an advantage.

He parked the car in the designated spot, cut the engine and walked around the car to open the door for me. For a minute I refused to step out of the car until he threatened to carry me upstairs. I had no choice but to get out.

Tyler took my hand in his, our fingers interlaced together as he led me upstairs from the back entrance.

That's when I knew he didn't plan on anyone finding out that I was living here with him in the mansion. And that thought made me even more anxious. He could kill me, dispose of my body in the woods behind the house and no one would find out.

We stopped right in front of his bedroom and I snatched my hand out of his grasp.

"I'm not going to sleep in your room!" I told him.