The next day, we went back, on the way, my heart was literally on the verge of bursting from dread, the stern expression on Tyler’s face gave me shudders.
I cannot believe the person in front of me, Tyler, is one I called my friend.
The person who did everything he could only to make me feel relaxed in his presence is now obsessing over my presence in his life.
I failed to notice how much effect I have in his life, he would never let me go, even if it means forcing me to be with him. And that thought made me disquiet.
I spared a glance at Tyler who just laid back with his eyes closed, maybe trying to comprehend something.
‘What have you done for me?’
After a tormenting moment, we reach home. I took a deep breath to not let fear manipulate me and subjugate him.
I put up a cold front and without saying anything I rolled my eyes and went inside. I went to our room, took a warm shower and walked out after changing my clothes.
Ignoring my surroundings, I walked out with an emotionless look, but before I could take a step out of the room, Tyler came and grabbed my arm.
“Let me go, Tyler.” I winced at his iron grip but his looks are more hardened than mine, giving me bad presage.
“Shut up.”
He pushed me back and glared at me. All his words echoed in my mind, embedding great terror in me to think what he will do to me.
“Don’t want to live, huh?” His voice came mockingly. I closed my arms at my chest and said coldly.
“Move aside, I need to go.” His features turned into a menacing one, making me quiver slightly and it was getting hard for me to stay composed.
He held an authoritative look, coming closer and giving me a death-stare.
“You are not allowed to do anything without my permission.” He enunciated, coming closer, making my heart beat thump against my chest.
“You cannot control me.” I said angrily and was about to leave but he grabbed my wrist, pushing me to him.
I gasped, wanting to get away. “I can and I will.” He hissed, grabbing my jaw.
I gave him an infuriated look and hit his chest, “Get the away!”
“Lower your voice.” He said- ordered. The ominous look on his face alarmed me about what he would do to me.
He is dead serious and If he needs to restrict my breaths for his purpose, he wouldn’t hesitate.
“I am so bad, aren’t I?” His voice was low but filled with darkness, grasping my heart in his possession. Inducing unnerving horrors in me.
“Now, I will show you what hell is-”
I cut him off, speaking breathlessly, “Everything was your fault.”
“And I was trying my best to redeem them.”
“Enough, Tyler.” I scowled but his grip tightened, with minimum distance which now gave me frights.
My breath hitched as a tear sting in my eye as a show of being powerless in his presence.
“You shouldn’t have run away.” He growled in my ears.
His one hand held my wrist while his other hand moved to my hairs, forcing me to look at him, to meet the supreme gaze which held no intention to liberate me.
I don’t know what happened to me as I fuel his fiery emotions more, “I will run away every time I get the chance.”
He pushed me away and let out a painfully slow malevolent laugh, putting his hand over his face, with a sigh he turned to me again.
“Candice, Candice… Do you like breaking my patience?..” He took a step towards me, his dark amusement fading as a dire took over.
“Or do you truly want me to show you harsh ways?” He asked, gritting his teeth.
I held the hem of my dress, with a shallow breath and afraid face, I took a step back, “Tyler… what have you done for me?” I asked.
He raised a brow for a second.
“Huh?”
Before my mind could register what happened, I was trapped in between his arms, leaning so close to my face, breath lingering on my face, increasing my heartbeat. My mind was intoxicated in apprehension of his presence.
“Everything.” He whispered in his vehement tone which made my heart skip a beat.
His answer stilled me in dread, chilling my bones, “W-What do you mean?” I stuttered.
He wrapped his hand around my back, pressing his lower body against mine, shivering by the contact, panting heavily.
I looked at him with tears brimming in my eyes, a heart which was about to burst. He lifted my chin with his finger and threatened.
“If you dare to defy me, I will kill your father right in front of you… I am a murderer after all, aren’t I?”
My whole body stiff, violently shuddered, evoked from my petite form as a tear rolled down my cheek, losing my senses in the depth of his words.
“Y-You said it… y-you will leave it.” I said in a croaked voice, on the verge of sobbing but his gaze never took pity upon me.
Deep down I truly want him to kill Elmer but I Can't let this happen.
I looked at me sternly, taunting.
“Now you believe my words?... I also wanted to leave the dark world desperately but..”
He moved me closer, lips almost brushing against my skin, increasing my impulses in the fright, my breath echoing in the room under his piercing gaze.
“But Candice… you took me to where I started… to where I was running from.” He snarled.
Lowering his head, growling at some points which could make my heart burst and immerse me in the ocean of his dominance.
“Tyler… don’t talk like this… please…” I said, almost crying.
His grip tightened on me, “Shh… don’t you dare to cry.”
And upon hearing it, my frontage broke as I let out a sob, lowering my head, letting out an inaudible cry.
“I said stop crying!” He shouted.
I gasped, convulsing badly in the pernicious aura emanated by him. I sniffed, trying not to cry, curling my fingers in his shirt.
I exhaled, not removing my eyes from his haunting one.
“What do you want?” He asked firmly.
“Tyler.. I-I.. I..” I tried to speak but couldn’t as he let out a suppressed laugh.
"You want liberation from me? No love, that cannot happen and for that, If I have to force you to be with me, I will."
I shivered ferociously, submerged in the deepest depth of fears by his words.
“Tyler… you are scaring me…” I managed to speak in a barely audible tone.
Letting out a haunting laugh, putting his one hand on the wall while pressing me against it.
“Tyler… please stop…” I said, almost crying.
“Oh, you are crying again.” He said, tracing his fingers on the side of my face.
“What should I do with you so that not a single damn voice escapes your lips…?” He hummed and the closeness induced an agonizing scare in me.
I couldn’t hold myself and broke into a sob, “Please stop… Why are you doing it?”
“Why am I doing it? Why are you doing it? What happened to you?” His posture broke.
“You are drifting us apart for the thing you have forgiven me...I agree misunderstandings come between every couple… I was drowned in doubt.” He began to hiss.
“Do you have any idea how stressed I was, because you never told me anything and every bad thing I heard about you became true and I was left powerless…” But soon the rage converted into disheartened.
“Have you put me in your place? What would you do if someone gave you proof about me cheating? Will you trust me or prove?” He asked exasperatedly.
I opened my mouth to reply but no words came out, he scoffed at my lack of response because I know at one point he must have been stuck.
Maybe we both had faults somewhere along the way. He glared and continued.
“You never told me anything… Yet who asked for forgiveness? Me. I tried to close the distance between us and who was wrong? Me! I have turned crazy in your love, did everything I Could for you but who is bad? Me! I was learning unwanted things about me, you never tried to clear my doubt but who was unfaithful? Me!”
Shouting, he slammed his hand on the wall, startling me.
“I loved you to the core, I begged you to stay with me, promised to fix everything, you also never placed any conviction in me, you never tried to console me for a better future, still my heart belonged to you.” He continued to throw the woe he faced.
“Doubts, all accusations, emotional manipulation, wrong hopes, depression, the fear to lose you after knowing me. I am the one who bore it all. And what did you do? Left me?”
Chuckling dryly, I could see the disappointment in his eyes, breaking my heart at the weight of his heartbreaking words.
“Have you ever tried to know what I think? NO!” He shouted as a tear fell simultaneously from our eyes.
I was so lost in my insecurity I failed to notice he was suffering too, fighting with his own self.
I lowered my heart with tears streaming from our faces.
He moved back and continued with seethe.
“I AM THE BAD PERSON ALL BECAUSE I AM A MAFIA LEADER!”
“Don’t I have feelings? Am I an empty vessel?” He sniffed and wiped his tears.
“T-Tyler…” I tried to speak but what will I say?
“Fine then, from now on I will be the person you want me to be, a cold murderer, isn’t it?” He threatened, frightening me at his zeal now.
“I tried to give you every happiness I can, to see your smile. And I had enough of you. From now on, you will die for the Tyler who offered his life to you.”
He came closer, an emotionless look creeping on his face. I was crying when he looked down at me.
“Tyler, please-” I tried to plead but to no avail.
“For the Tyler who loved you eternally, from now on, you are nothing but a puppet restrained to my commands and I will make sure…”
He grabbed my jaws, rushing an irremovable fright in my veins, a slow poison ran in me, disheartening me to hear this from him.
“.. You turn into a doll.”
He said as a tear fell from his eyes and pushed me away and left, leaving all alone in my miserable thoughts.
To dread the upcoming affliction where he won’t show me mercy and break my tranquility only to make me a doll restricted to his commands.
Because I know I have broken the limit of patience he had for me.