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Chapter 17 ~
“Damien, take a breath.” Mum walked towards me. “He isn’t dead love, but he is in a bad condition. They brought him to the hospital.” I looked up. “He isn’t?” I stammered. “No.” Mrs. Harris said. “I’m allowed to see him tomorrow. Would you like to come with me?” She asked me. “Yes, that would be very nice.” I spoke softly. I took a few deep breaths. He isn’t dead. I smiled and walked over to Mrs. Harris to give her a hug. “Everything is going to be okay.” She said to me. “I hope so.” I said to her. “We have to go to police station tomorrow. They asked if you would come too.” Mrs. Harris said. “Yes off course.” “After that we’ll go to the hospital.
I slept better tonight. Still woke up a few times searching for Tyler, but less than the other nights. Mrs. Harris and Destine went home late. We are going to the hospital today, I’m afraid. Scared of how he would look. I don’t know if I will be able to talk to him today. Maybe he is even in coma. I went down for breakfast and this time a stayed downstairs for breakfast. Mum had already made my plate, when I sat down next to Scarlett she smiled towards me. “I gave you a little more than the rest.” I smiled and began to eat. “What time will Mrs. Harris be here?” Mum asked. “Around 9. Would you mind if I skip school today?” I asked her. “No, just for today no. I’ll call your school. You better go get to shower, she’ll be here in 30 minutes.” I took the last bite of my pancakes and went back upstairs. I am scared actually. If he is awake I don’t know how he is going to react. Would he be mad at me for not protecting him? Or will he be happy to see me?
“Hi Mrs. Harris.” I greeted her. “Hi, are you ready to go?” “Yes I am.” I gave mum a hug and we left. Once we were driving to the police station I couldn’t held I anymore. “Mrs. Harris. I’m afraid he will be mad at me.” “Who? Tyler? Why would he be mad at you?” “I let Scott take him. I promised him I won’t let him get hurt and now he had been gone for nine days and he is in the hospital. I failed him.” I said to her noticing I was starting to cry. “He won’t be mad. He knows you have done everything you could. Damien, you are is his best friend. I never seen him with anyone like he acts with you. He won’t be mad. If he is, he is a fool.” She laughed a bit and I went along. It made me a bit better.
“Hi, I am Mrs. Harris and this is Damien Williams. We are here for the Tyler Harris case.” She told the assistant. “Ah yes, I see.” She grabbed her phone. “James, Mrs. Harris and Mr. Williams are here.” “One minute please. Take a seat.” She smiled towards us.
“Mrs. Harris? Mr. Williams?” A man walked towards us. “Yes?” Mrs. Harris answered him. “Hello, I am James Connor. Please follow me.” We walked towards a room with a glass door and screens in front of the windows. “Take a seat. Do you want anything to drink?” James asked us. “No thank you.” I said and Mrs. Harris also said no. “Well, we found Tyler. He is in a really bad shape. He had been beaten a lot, he might even been raped.” He paused for a second and Mrs. Harris started to cry. “We don’t know that for sure, but we need to keep that thought in mind. Now, before I ask you any questions, do you have one?” I nodded. “Yes, how did you find him?” “We got some tips that Scott was seen around an abandoned shed. We went to check it and it was Scott indeed. After a day observation we went inside and found Tyler. We are still looking for Scott, but we are close. We have agents in the hospital guarding Tyler. He should be fine, my people already talked to him. He has a lot of bruises, his wrist is broken, along with a few ribs. I’m sorry.” I closed my eyes. “Did he tell you how Scott took him?” “Yes, a girl knocked at your door saying her car broke down and didn’t have a phone. So Tyler gave her his phone to let her call someone and he said he knew a few things about cars so he went to take a look, when he asked her to open the bonnet she said she didn’t know how to do it because it was her brothers car. So he sat down in the driver seat to search for the button, but someone grabbed him from behind and held their hand over his mouth, we think it was a sleeping drug or something.” I shook my head, the bastard. He knew Tyler would be to kind to turn her down. “Do you have any more questions?” He asked us and we shook our heads. “Damien, I want to ask you a few questions, do you mind if Mrs. Harris stays?” “No, I don’t.”
“Very well then. Do you know Scott Brown?” I nodded. “Yes I do. 2 years ago I lived in Doncaster. He was my boyfriend back then. After a few months he started to beat me when I didn’t do what he asked. After that we called the police. He only got a restraining order and since my parents were ashamed of me being gay I ended up with my aunt and uncle here.” “And did Tyler know this?” “Yes, when I told him he thought I was telling this because I was jealous of him being Scott’s boyfriend now. He didn’t believe me. A few weeks later he came to me and said that I was right and he was stupid for not believing me, but the damage was already done. He started to call, but didn’t say anything.” “How did you know it was him?” “He did the same thing with me back then. One time I lost it and started to yell at him that he needed to leave Tyler alone. I knew I made a mistake but I was so angry at him for hurting Tyler like that. I did the same thing two years ago, that was the last time he had beaten me before we called to police. And I was right, because a couple of days later he called back yelling that Tyler was his and not mine. I think it’s mine fault that Scott took him because I yelled at him.” “Damien, do you have feelings for Tyler?” He asked me and my head shot up. “What?” I asked him. “Do you have feelings for Tyler?” He asked again. I looked at Mrs. Harris and smiled at me. “He does Mr. Connor.” Mrs. Harris said and my eyebrows shot up. “You knew?” I asked her and she nodded. “Yes, I know best friends are protective about each other, but there was something about the way you looked at him or something. I wasn’t completely sure until know.” I looked at James. “Yes, I do have feelings for him. The moment I laid my eyes on him.” Finally admitting that felt like a weight has left my shoulders.
“Could it have been that Scott noticed that too? But then from Tyler?” He asked me and I looked confused. “What do you mean? That Tyler likes me too?” This time it was his turn to nod. “You mean that Scott noticed he liked me?” “Yes.” “Could’ve been that..” I whispered. “What was that?” James asked. “A couple of weeks ago he talked about someone who made him question his feelings for Scott because he liked that person too. When I started to ask him questions about that person he just went dead silent. Could’ve been that he meant me?” I asked him. “I think he does Damien. I asked him multiply times why he didn’t want to stay home because he always slept at your place and he just shrugged his shoulders and said that it was boring here. I didn’t believe him because he always loved playing with his little sister, but let him go anyway.” “I wish you didn’t. Maybe he would’ve been save.” “Damien, everything is okay right know. We are close catching Scott, Tyler is save now and I’ll make sure Scott ends up in jail. Now, you may go.” My eyes lit up. “Can we see him?” He laughed at my reaction. “Yes and take good care of him, both of you.” James said and we left the police station.
“We are here for Tyler Harris.” I said quickly. “I look for you. Room 632. It’s on the sixth floor.” “Thank you.” Mrs. Harris said friendly. I was still scared, but this time how he would look. We walked towards the elevator and Mrs. Harris pressed the ‘6’ button. I seemed like hours before the six popped up the screen above the doors. We walked out and I looked at the room numbers. 601, 610, 620, 630 almost there. When we arrived at 632 you could see him lying in his room through the window. He looked horrible, he had a black eye and a few bruises more on his face. His left wrist was the one that was broken and he was lying on the infusion. I stood still for a moment. I felt Mrs. Harris hand on my shoulder and she smiled at me. “Come on. I’m sure he wants to see you first.” I took a deep breath and opened the door. I saw him turning his head to the right slowly. “Damien!” He shouted and immediately he winced. “Ouch, that hurt.” I heard him whisper. “Hey.” I said, carefully hugging him and I started to cry. “I’m so sorry Ty, I swore he wouldn’t lay a finger on you, now look at you. I’m so sorry.” I rambled. “Hey, don’t be. I walked outside by myself and you were asleep. There is nothing you could’ve done. Hey hey, don’t cry. Please don’t.” He said, grabbing my face with his left hand and wiped away a tear. “Mom.” He turned to his mother, pulling away his left hand but laid his right hand on mine that was resting on the bed, and gave her a hug. “Hi love. How are you?” “Apart from the broken ribs, broken wrist and a lot of bruises? Quite well.” He chuckled. “I’ll go get a cup of coffee and let you two be.”
“Damien, there is something I’ve been wanting to tell you, but I was too afraid.” Before he could finish his sentence I kissed him. I couldn’t hold it longer. I decided to kiss him the first moment I had the chance when I heard he wasn’t dead. I pulled back and he looked confused. “What?” He said, bit smiling. “Tyler, I like you since the day I laid my eyes on you.” “You did?” He asked me. “Yes, but I was afraid you wouldn’t feel the same and I would’ve ruined everything and I tried to give you small hints like kissing your forehead, cuddling with you, but you just saw it as friendly.” “Okay, I feel dumb now but, ruined everything? Damien how could you have ruined everything?!” He exclaimed, wincing again. “You really stop raising your voice.” I laughed at him and he glared. “I don’t know. Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked him in return. “I was afraid of ruining everything.” He whispered, realizing he had the same reason. “Can I ask you something Ty?” He nodded. “Anything.” “What uh.. was it like?” He laid back his head and sighed. “I can describe it in one word. Horrible. He didn’t love me Damien. He still wanted you and if” He paused. “He said if I was out of the picture you would love him.” “He did what?” I was shocked. He wanted me? “So he only became your boyfriend to get me back?” I hoped I didn’t understand it well. “Yes, he did.” “Oh Tyler.” I sighed. “But he didn’t.. uhh.. rape you?” I asked quietly. Tyler shook his head. “No he didn’t.” I sighed in relief. “But still, I’m so sorry.” “Why are you sorry?” “To get you involved into this.” “Damien, he would’ve done this to anyone, as long as you liked or even loved the person. I had the luck it was me.” “Luck? Luck! Tyler, how could you call this luck! Look at yourself! You’re more blue then your skin-color!” I almost yelled at him. How could he call this luck! “Damien calm down. I feel lucky that you like me. I never thought someone would like me.” He took a deep breath. “Damien, if you like, I would love to call you my boyfriend.” Tyler said, looking at me. “Your boyfriend? Me?” I stammered. “Yes, you silly. Would you be my boyfriend?” He asked me. I nodded. “Yes Tyler, of course I want to.” I said happily and kissed him again.
“Tyler, I think I love you.” He smiled at me. “I love you too Damien.”
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