I feel like I’m going insane, I haven’t been able to sleep properly or eat. I have been so paranoid since that phone call with Tyler, it’s been 4 days. I feel myself going insane and losing it, I don’t know what I’m going to do, Tyler hasn’t contacted me again yet but I know he’s doing this to me on purpose. He is probably watching me going insane and enjoying it.
The only thing that’s been keeping me at least a little sane is Cyrus. He’s been keeping me company, keeping me sane. I know he’s trying so hard to keep me occupied and keep my mind off things. He’s starting to get affected by this too, it’s obvious. But he’s trying to make it seem like he’s fine so I don’t worry even more.
“Hey babe, how are you?” I say sitting next to Cyrus on the couch
“I’m good, why?” He says smiling
“Why are you lying? I’m not stupid, I can tell you aren’t okay.” I say slamming my hands on the couch
“Oh my god Josie. I didn’t say you were stupid, and I am okay!” He says raising his voice lightly
“Bullshit Cyrus! This shit is affecting you, this whole thing with Tyler. I can see it” I say standing up annoyed
“Fine, fine. You want the truth? It is affecting me, obviously! I’m draining myself just to keep you sane Josette.” He says putting emphasis on the word ‘you’
“I didn’t ask you to do that Cyrus! Never once did I ask you to do that for me, you starting doing that on your own.” I say stepping closer to him
“Because I care about you, you ever thought about that? You don’t need to ask me to be there for you! You don’t need to ask me to help you, I care about you and I don’t want you going insane!” He yells
“I know you do, but you are getting pissy and loud with me because of what?!” I yell back
“Because while I am busting my fucking ass to help you, you aren’t doing the same shit for me! Did you ever stop to think how this shit is seriously fucking me up? I can’t concentrate while I’m teaching my classes. This is the first time you have asked me if I’m okay! So to answer your question, no I’m not.” He yells rubbing the back of his neck in frustration
“Why didn’t you say shit?!” I yell
“Why did it take so long for you to finally ask me?!” He yells
“Oh I don’t know maybe because my ex boyfriend is most likely probably watching me and planning on killing me!” I say getting in his face
“Wow I didn’t think about that Josette, thanks for filling me in on shit I have been living through for the past 4 days! He threatened me too!” He says
“What happened to the big bad strong man persona you have been putting on for me huh? Is he a little scared bitch now?!” I yell mocking him
“He’s still here little girl, but no one likes to know they are being watched and threatened! No one!” He yells
“Oh I’m the little girl?! If I’m such a ‘little girl’ like you just said then why the fuck are you still with me protecting me and shit?!” I yell smacking my hands together forcefully
“Because I fucking love you Josie!” He yells and storms off to his bedroom slamming the door shut
Once he said that I went dead silent, I couldn’t believe he actually said that. He loves me. I feel my heart warm up and a smile come to my face. I slowly walk to his bedroom and take a deep breath before knocking lightly.
“Cyrus.. let me come in please.” I say with a quiet tone
Just a few seconds later the door unlocks and he opens staring at me. I stare back at him and slowly step closer to him wrapping my arms around him. He hugs me back immediately and takes a deep breath out in relief squeezing me softly. I rub his back gently and he kisses the side of my neck.
“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry.” He says sincerely
“No I should be the one to apologize. I should have been checking on you too and being there for you. I’m really sorry Cyrus.” I say sighing
“I shouldn’t have raised my voice and said all that to you. I didn’t mean it.” He says
“Did you mean the last thing you said?” I say hopeful
“With all my heart. It hasn’t been long at all I know, we barley been together but I really don’t care. I love you.” He says holding me
“Cyrus, I like you so much. But for me, it’s too soon. I don’t know if I’m ready to say that.” I say feeling terrible
“I know, I understand but I just wanted to tell you how I felt. I don’t want you to feel rushed.” He says holding my face
Right before he leans down to kiss me we hear loud banging on his door. It sounds like someone is trying to break the door down, my heart drops down to my stomach and my breath gets short. I grab on his arm and give him a terrified look. He holds his finger to his lips signaling to stay quiet, he slowly walks to his door and looks through the peep hole almost immediately stepping back. He looks as if he’s just seen a ghost.
“It Tyler.. go hide. Please Josie, don’t come out until I come get you. No matter what, do you understand.” He whispers stepping closer to me
My lip quivers with fear, I nod and quickly but quietly rush into the laundry room closet. I close the door and hold my hand to my mouth forcing myself not to make a sound. As I stand there in the dark closet I hear the sound of Cyrus opening up a drawer and pulling out what seems to be a gun. I look through the shades on the door and see him holding it to his side inching closer to the door.
“Open up the goddamn door!” Tyler yells with pure anger in his voice
I see Cyrus standing behind a small wall near the door waiting for Tyler to bust open. And just like that I see Tyler bust open the door walking in holding a knife stepping inside slowly looking around. Right before he turns the corner where Cyrus is, Cyrus turns out exposing himself and throwing a punch at Tyler making him fall on the floor holding his face.
“Shit! You are a dead man.” Tyler says quickly standing up again shoving Cyrus against the wall punching him in the jaw
I clench my fists in anger and stress, Tyler cannot win. I grab my hair in frustration as tears run down my face. I see Cyrus pick up and body slam Tyler on the floor getting over him and continuously punching him. A sigh of relief escapes my mouth, but that quickly turn to a sigh in fear as Tyler knees Cyrus in the stomach causing him to grunt and lose focus allowing Tyler to grab his knife and aim it at Cyrus.
No no no, god please no. But before Tyler could get him, he grabs Tyler’s wrist and twists it causing him to yell out in pain and drop the knife. I can tell Cyrus is still gasping for air from the knee to his stomach but he’s fighting it. He takes a deep breath in and throws a hard and fast punch to Tyler’s face near his eye.
“Who the fuck do you think you are? You little bitch boy!” Cyrus yells mocking him
The second those words leave his mouth something in Tyler just switches and all the anger and rage pops out to the full extreme shoving Cyrus off causing him to hit his head hard on the floor. Tyler quickly but weakly grabs his knife and holds it against Cyrus throat knowing he can’t concentrate after hitting his head. I can’t let this happen, he is not going to win. Stupidly and without thought I open the laundry closet door I was hiding in rushing out and stop in my tracks realizing what I just did. Tyler turns to me and grins slowly inching towards me. Tears are running down my face as I look at a helpless Cyrus on the floor trying to get up, I look around trying to find his gun and see it under the couch. With one quick move I jump to the floor trying to grab it, but like always Tyler was faster than me and grabs me by my hair yanking me away. I yell out crying fighting to squirm away and get the gun.
“You really think you can win against me bitch?!” He yells slamming me on the floor
“Tyler stop! Please.. please don’t hurt him!” I yell out crying
He looks down at my weak body laughing. He grabs the gun and cocks it pointing it directly at my face. I close my eyes with fear feeling like this is the end, he’s right. I can’t win against him. I slowly open my eyes seeing Tyler taunting me and laughing kneeling down pointing the gun closer. I cry out and try pushing myself away which is no help. Right before he pulls the trigger, Cyrus body slams into him with full force causing Tyler to drop the gun and falls to the floor screaming out in pain. Cyrus gets on top of him punching him one last time before I sit up and pull him off Tyler holding him down. I look towards Tyler and see a knife stabbed in his chest as he bleeds out and coughs up blood.
“Oh my god, you.. you stabbed him.” I say shocked breathing heavily
“He was going to kill you.. and me” Cyrus says weakly before laying door on the floor in pain
“No no Cyrus, hey baby. Don’t shut your eyes please, listen to my voice please don’t shut them.” I say putting his face in my lap
“Josette Gilbert, Tyler Branson, Cyrus Jones get down on the floor now!” Officer Martinez yells rushing in the apartment with 4 officers behind
“It was all self defense. Tyler broke in and they started fighting.” I cry out
Once Officer Martinez sees the scene he puts down his gun and orders the other to as well. He steps closer to me helping me as one of the other officers calls for medics and the other two help Tyler and Cyrus. I sob as Officer Martinez puts a blanket over me escorting me out of the room and bringing me downstairs out of the building where the police cars are parked and two ambulance trucks drive up rushing upstairs. Officer Martinez opens his cop car and helps me sit inside, he kneels down to look at me as I catch my breath.
“You need to come down to the station with me and make a full report on everything that happened Miss Gilbert.” He says with sympathy
“I know, but is.. is Tyler dead?” I say sniffling
“I’m not sure just yet. Mr. Branson and Mr. Jones needs to be taken to the hospital but we need to go to the station now.” He says standing up and shutting the door walking to the drivers side
Once he gets in, he starts up the car and drives off. I lean my head against the window looking at the side mirror seeing the scene fade off in the distance.