"Why can't you let me be my own person?! You 3 are always controlling my life and I hate it. I hate it!"
Turning around, I started to make my way to my room, refusing to let any tears out. I get to my room and close my door.
I'm going to party
I h...
He still cared! Or maybe it was under Tyler's orders. But why would Tyler want me??!!
Questioned brewed in my mind when the door slammed open, revealing a very angry looming Jace.
It pained me to see him, but relief and happiness soon washed in.
Before I knew it, my arms had wrapped around his neck, hugging him so tightly.
He stiffened a little, before hugging me back.
I missed him.
I needed someone to be there for me.
I cried and cried, ignoring the gunshots and yelling that could be heard in the hallways.
"He-he killed him Jace. He k-killed Daniel," I sobbed into his neck and his hand rubbed my back soothingly. The tears were back.
I couldn't do this no more.
"It's going to be okay, Ella. I'm gonna get you out," he comforted me, using the nickname I haven't heard in a long time.
"I want to go home."
I missed being comforted by him.
Then, the memories of what he did washed through my head, making me step back, wiping my tears away. I don't think I'm ready for this. I don't think my heart can handle breaking again.
I stood back a little, staring into his eyes. The warmth and friendship he had when he looked at me ha seven replaced by a numb look. His eyes held nothing, making my hope sink.
Had he changed?
"Come on, Tyler is waiting on the dirt bike," Jace informed me, grabbing my arm and gently tugging me.
"Tyler?"
He was actually here? But why?
"Yeah, as well as me, he was the one who tried his hardest to find you. You may not like him, but he cares for you."
Cares for me? Tyler DiCarlo cares for me?
Unconsciously nodding, I followed him until we reached the front door, which had been knocked down. The sounds of gunshots rang in my ears as my vision blurred and my hands began to sweat. Slightly dragging me, we reached the small village, which was no empty for some reason. Walking me behind the house, my jaw dropped as I saw Tyler leaning against a motorcycle.
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