𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 - 𝙜𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨

desperate

today

wait :4:37pm

some things, i guess you need to sort them out yourself. i've already dragged them into enough mess. i can't let them get hurt.

i nervously await a reply. i know he'll reply fast.

i see the typing symbol come up.

knew it.

4:39pm: Finally decided to reply have we Thee?

look, what do you want from me? :4:41pm

4:43pm: I just want to apologise Thee, i was a shit boyfriend but i want to make it up to you.

as if, get a grip tyler. :4:46pm

4:49pm: Seriously, come to my new flat and we can talk it out. I promise you i've changed.

no, i never want to see your fucking :4:51pm
face again.

5:01pm: Thee, what makes you think that was a request? Come to my new apartment so we can talk this out. You don't want to play this game my way that's for sure.

suddenly, i knew what i had to do.

i asked him for his address and said we could talk. he said to go there immediately.

i do have a plan, because i know this dude. if he was gonna kill me, he wouldn't do it straight away. tyler likes to tease people before he does bad shit.

i type it in google maps, the address is less than 10 minutes away. i message him to say i'm on my way.

before i leave i change my shorts for some black leggings and get some tight black gloves to go with my outfit. perfect.

my fingers go to put on makeup but then i remember that he doesn't like makeup on girls, and punished me every time he saw me wear too much of it. let's not with the makeup.

"alex" i shout, to which i get no reply. i go over to his room and knock on the door. "alex?" i say and wait.

"are you okay? if you don't answer i'm gonna come in? that okay?" i say in a calm voice.

there's still no reply so i open the door slowly and see him in a deep sleep on his bed. i think he heard me come in because he jolts awake and faces my direction.

"hey, sorry, you okay?" alex says sleepily.

"yeah, just making sure you're okay that was all" i say, of alex is asleep i just need to be back before george gets home.

i turn around to leave when alex says my name.

"dylan?"

"yeah" i turn back around to face him.

"you don't hate me do you?" he says, rubbing his eyes.

"course not what made you think that?" i ask, confused.

"because like, i kinda got you into this mess and i feel really guilty. i never knew how much shit you had going on i'm sorry" he says rubbing his eyes again.

please dear god don't cry on me.

or actually...

"alex it's not your fault, he would've found me eventually. we just need to be very careful over the next couple of days." i say, contradicting what i was just about to do.

"i just feel like if i hadn't talked to you in that elevator then we wouldn't be in this position." alex starts tearing up.

i can't decide whether this is good or bad.

"hey honestly it's not your fault, come here" i pull alex into a hug which he returns, quietly sobbing on my shoulder.

this should make him more tired so he's more likely to sleep longer.

i'm not using him i promise.

really dylan? just like you're using george?

omg pls shut up.

he finally sits up and i tuck him back into bed again.

"it's not your fault okay, i promise." i say as he falls back into a deep sleep.

that was a little strange. now i can fucking do this.

i grab two more things out my bag and then leave.

after about a 8 minute walk i approach his building. his flat was one of the bottom floors so luckily i didn't have to use the elevator.

i get a message from george saying he's stuck in traffic and will be an extra half an hour. i message him back so he thinks i'm safe.

i walked in and found his apartment number, 10. i knock twice. he answers.

"hello tyler" i say looking him straight in the eyes.

"long time no see thea."