twisted // tyler seguin

eight

I didn't think I was asking for too much. My stuff was packed and ready to be dropped off at Tyler's house anyway. It would've been stupid to drop me off anywhere else, but by the way he choked on his yogurt and looked at me with wide eyes, Tyler obviously disagreed.

"Really?" He asked starting his car. I nodded. "Well, okay then." Tyler pulled out of the parking lot. For some reason, his reaction annoyed me. Where else would I go?

"What, you don't want me coming over?" I spat. His head jerked back as his face turned up.

"What? I didn't expect you to come over. If I had known, I would've cleaned up my ho-"

"Well, you should've known. If I pack my stuff up and put it in your car, I'm obviously going to go wherever you're going. That's just common sense." I said. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Tyler saw me and shook his head.

"What's your problem all of a sudden?" His hands clenched the steering wheel tightly, as he made a sharp right, that caused the box of my Lunchable to slide off of my lap. I suddenly felt a throb in my head.

"The only problem I have now is your driving. Asshole." I was starting to get really annoyed, and I wanted to go home, or anywhere to just sleep. Tyler's driving was infuriating me, and I had a feeling he was doing it on purpose. I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair as I let Tyler zoom down a main road, most likely breaking the speed limit while doing so.

I opened my eyes when I felt a chilling breeze hit my face. Tyler rolled my window down, much to my annoyance. I turned to look at him, and saw that he had that sly grin plastered on his face. "You're really starting to piss me off Tyler. Like, really bad."

"Well, we're about two minutes away from my house, so I suggest you just relax." He ran a huge hand through his hair. I sighed in disbelief.

He wasn't lying about being two minutes away. We soon pulled up to a single family house on the end of a long block. It was huge, especially for one person and had a brick walkway, leading up to a comforting and welcoming door. I was still staring at the house when Tyler pushed me lightly. I looked at him in annoyance when he starred at me.

"What now?" I barked. His face jerked back again.

"You're acting like you don't hear me calling your name! I don't know why you're giving me attitude either, especially when you're staying at my house, missy." Tyler trotted towards his trunk as I followed.

"You didn't say anything." I said. Tyler lifted his trunk and looked at me twisted.

"Yeah, I did. I told you to get your stuff out the trunk with me." He pulled out two trash bags full of clothes, ripping one as he sat them down on the street. I cursed under my breath.

"You're really trying me tonight." I yanked the two bags away from Tyler and dragged them up to the front door. "Can't take them inside if the door is locked." I called. Tyler's head reappeared from under his trunk as he dug in his pockets. He chucked his keys at me as I caught them with my hand.

"Nice catch." He said quietly. I scoffed.

I unlocked his door after going through an array of keys. As I opened the door, I was greeted by two huge dark colored Labradors barking wildly. The feeling of wet noses and tongues licking my hands along with the loud barking caused my head started pounding horribly. I heard the sound of footsteps get louder behind me as Tyler came in and shooed the dogs. They went to go sit down next to each other, still watching me.

"Savannah, just go to sleep. I can take care of this. I know you're tired." Tyler's voice was gravelly. I was tired. I looked into his eyes and he returned the gaze. He suddenly walked away, leaving me standing in front of the stairs. I sat down on one of them, and put my head into my hands. I couldn't help but feel like a bother. Things like these really made me wonder why he would do things like this for me. My head started pounding even more as I felt the room spin. I was exhausted and uncomfortable. Even if I was to go upstairs and go to sleep, I didn't know what room was designated to be mine.

I felt a firm hand on my shoulder nudge me as I looked up.

"I said you could go to sleep. Why are you sitting out here?" Tyler asked as he squatted in front of me.

"Yeah, I know, I heard you." My voice cracked. I started to feel my throat burn. "I don't know what room is mine. And I don't have PJ's."

Tyler chuckled. "I'll show you." He stood up and walked by me, ascending up the stairs as I followed. The upstairs was comfy, like the rest of his home. Tyler led me down the long hall into a room amongst many and turned the light on. I instantly squinted.

The room was painted grey and was a nice size. There was a full sized bed lodged in the corner to the left near a window, with a night stand next to it. A white dresser faced the bed, and had a nice sized flat screen on top of it. A small black couch covered with pillows was on the opposite side of the room, in front of another window. Tyler turned around and looked at me.

"I thought this would be a good room for you, I guess." He said sheepishly. I smiled. Tyler left the room, and went into the room next to the bathroom. I walked towards the bed and laid down, sprawling out among the covers. The bed was comfortable, more comfortable than the one at my dorm. Tyler came back in with clothes in his hand and tossed them to me. "For you. To sleep in." He walked back out quietly and shut the door.

Tyler gave me an old, huge shirt and a pair of his boxers. I blushed as I thought about wearing his clothes. I lifted them towards me and smelled them. They had the same attractive smell as Tyler. I laughed to myself quietly. I took them with me and went into his bathroom to take a shower. It took me a minute to get accustomed to it before I hopped in. Downstairs, I heard him coming in and out of house as dogs barked.

When I got out of the shower, I looked for some lotion in the cabinet next to his sink. I heard shuffling up the steps and into the back room as I pulled Tyler's shirt over me. I figured he was putting the boxes and bags in my room. I opened the door as he was walking back towards the steps. He looked at me and smiled. I blushed.

"Thanks." I said quietly, walking towards my room. As I figured, a majority of my bags and boxes were in my room. One of the boxes was opened.

"I pulled your toothbrush and stuff out, and sat it on the dresser." I turned around and saw Tyler smiling at me. I looked towards the dresser and saw my toothbrush and facial wash sitting on the edge. "Didn't want you to go to sleep with stinky breath."

"How did you know it was in that box?" I picked up my toiletries, looking at Tyler. He turned the box around and pointed to it.

"I marked it." The box did indeed have Sav's beauty stuff scrawled over it in poor handwriting. I smiled slightly.

"Thanks Tyler, I really appreciate it." I couldn't help but say it. "You really don't have to do any of this, but you are and it mea-"

"Sav." Tyler walked over towards me and started pushing me to the bathroom. "Brush your teeth, wash your face, do what you need to do and get in the bed. You're welcome."

I turned around and saw Tyler leaning in the threshold of the bathroom with his arms crossed.

"Are you about to watch me?" I joked. He shook his head and walked away.

"I'm going to sleep. If you need anything, I'm down the hall." Tyler walked into his room with his dogs following, and shut the door behind him.

I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were bloodshot and dark. Leaning down, I splashed water on my face and began to wash it, massaging the white cream onto my cheeks. I let it sit on my face as I brushed my teeth. I then washed the facial cleanser off , and went back into my room.

I got into bed and saw my retainer sitting on the nightstand. Tyler had to have put it there. I smiled quietly as I put the uncomfortable piece of metal in my mouth. It felt weird to have it in, after not wearing it all weekend. I turned onto my side, and let my brain run it's course as the late night took over.