Chapter 186
"Stay away from me, Wren. I'm a very bad person. I don't even deserve the friendship you all offer to me. I have failed you all... it's just that... I– I have never gotten the guts to tell you about it." He swallows dryly, his eyes still teary. "No one has ever found out–"
I cut him off.
"Found out what exactly? What are you talking about?" I ask him, trying to jog my memory to see if there's something I can remember that he did wrong.
"When I got a message about what happened, I felt guilty. I felt sad, I felt like a stupid bastard, a backstabbing moron, a loser, a fucking asshole! So I left home and went to the bar, I just left there right now," he says, his figure unsteady from his drunkenness.
"Tyler, please whatever it is, can't it wait until Kyrah gets better? She's still in shock after that accident and–" he cuts Wren off.
"No, it can't wait. If I don't say it today, maybe I never will. So just... let me... say what I came here to say. Let me... come out clean and since you, Wren, are here, you'll tell everyone else when I leave. Forgive me for what I am about to say." He takes a really long pause and I ask Wren to adjust the bed so that I can be sitted upright, looking at him.
"I don't know what I should call it... love, or lust or is it a curse or something... I liked someone, when I was a freshman. I think... it grew to love, I don't know. She was always with some guy... nearly every where. I tried talking to her, but she always ignored me. She said that I wasn't her type." He shrugs. "That I was way less classier than her. Way out of her league. But I never gave up, my eyes only saw her, but I never told you guys since by the beginning of sophomore year, you guys weren't in good terms with her,"
"Wait..." I pause, trying to let his words sink in slowly and then finally, Sabrina pops up in my head, "Sabrina? You liked Sabrina Johnson?!" I ask in shock. My eyes widening to an abnormal roundness and my palms becoming sweaty. A few memories are popping up in my head at the moment.
"Yes. I still do," he says and I shake my head, "I always pretended to hate her like the rest of you, honestly, I kind of felt angry a little because she had rejected me. But one day, I bumped into her in the hallway after a lecture, she had just argued with Blake because of you, Kyrah. I asked her if she needed anything... she never said anything but I made an offer I terribly regret ever since that day."
"What did you do, Ty?" Wren asks through gritted teeth, her eyes are squinted.
"I told her that if she wanted my help to get you, Kyrah, to stay away from Blake, she should..." his words trail off.
"Should what? What, Tyler? WHAT?!" I snap and he winces and closes his eyes. My voice is still weak but no one can miss the anger in it.
"I told her to have sex with me any time she needed to know where you were and she agreed," he blurts out quickly.
"Oh my fucki–– How. Dare. You?" Wren grabs his shirt and pulls him closer to her, his tallness overpowering her tiny figure, then she slaps the shit out of his face, twice!
Something dangerous is brewing deep within me and the temperature has risen within me. My breathing is now labored and my ears are ringing and they feel hotter than hell.
"Kyrah, say something," he begs, his hand touching mine and I jerk it away.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You caused all of this? Do you know how much Kyrah has been through? Oh yeah... you already know that and there you were, knowing what the hell you did and you still kept your mouth shut? Unbelievable! You could get arrested for that. I haven't known Kyrah for long but ever since I got to know her, her life has always been tragic. And now that I know it was you, you are so gonna pay for this! I swear it, Tyler. You will never be in peace. Never!" Wren says, "Are you behind what happened a few days ago, huh? I bet you are!"
"No, I honestly don't know how it happened. I haven't talked to Sabrina in a while now–"
"Liar! You fucking liar." My voice is calm but the rage deep within me is revealing itself on my skin. My veins are visible. My hands are trembling and my fists are curved into balls.
"Kyrah, please forgive me–" he starts.
"Get out," I say without looking at him.
"I'm sorry, but I have nothing to do with what happened to you and Scott, I swear it!" he says as he falls down on his knees.
Scott...
Scott...
Scott...
Oh my–
My memory refreshes itself instantly when I hear his name. Where is he?
"Get the fuck out!" I yell as tears begin to trickle down my face and Wren holds me. My body is trembling and I can't seem to stop crying as I remember literally everything that went down that day. From the moment I left to go to the beach, to the last thing I heard, a loud bang.
"Get out, or I'm calling the cops and I am dead serious, Tyler. Get. Out!" Wren yells at him. A nurse runs inside asking what happened and Tyler nearly knocks her down when he walks past her, staggering on his way out.
How could he? He betrayed us all, he betrayed me, just so that he could shag Sabrina? Fuck him!
"I don't ever want to see him again," I yell and the nurse nods and leaves. Wren is trying to calm me down when Roxy and Vic arrive.
"What happened?" they both ask at the same time. Wren explains everything as I cry my heart out, with her seated next to me on the bed.
I feel betrayed. I feel lied to. How could he have done such a thing? I could have died!
When I'm done crying, I raise my head and look at Roxy.
"Where is Scott?" I question, my face expressionless.
Everyone stays quiet.
"Didn't you hear me? I asked, where is Scott? Where is he?" I sob. "I need to see him. I want to know that he is fine." I begin leaving the bed but they all stop me.
Roxy sighs and begins talking after a long silence.
"I'm sorry Kyrah," she says.
"What? What happened?" I ask.
"We went there, where it all happened. They searched everywhere, even in the water but they found nothing but the truck's door. And your phones. Nothing else," she says with her head tilted downwards.
The ringing in my ears is getting louder and I begin hyperventilating. My heart is beating so damn fast!
"Where is he?" I ask again.
"They say he might have fell into the water, drowned maybe and... was... devoured by sharks," Roxy says and I look at her like she just grew a second head.
"No! You're lying. I know he's out there somewhere. He can't be... he can't be dead," I weep. Saying the word 'dead' brings a sting in my heart and a deep hollowness.
"No! It can't be," I yell as I cry at the same time, I try to leave the bed as I push them away with one arm but they all grab me tightly.
"I didn't even say goodbye, I didn't get to tell him so many things. This can't be true," I say. Pain and agony have been a part of my life this year and I really feel like the universe is against me.
Everyone hugs me as I continue crying like a toddler.
My heart aches terribly.
My entire body feels weightless and I can't stop thinking about him.
"Scott is gone," Vic says.
"No! It can't be true. I want him back! I need him here with me. Scott!" I cry even louder and I scream but the pain is way too much, it doesn't stop.
I have lost him and I will never, ever get to see him again.
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