Amongst the worst

Flashback

"What?" I ask and Tyler stays silent

"It really is a miracle that you managed to meet each other again for the second time despite all my efforts to make you forget him"

What?

"Second time?" I ask, confusion painted all over my face

"Rose" he turns to me "Do you remember the day you almost died?" he asks me, knowing what my answer is going to be

"Of course not" I say

"Well, let me explain it to you" he takes a step closer to me, on instinct I take a step back making him smirk

"You did something very bad" his voice trails off "All I did was teach you a lesson"

I felt water gather up in my eyes, i avoided all possible eye contact with my father.

"All these years, all you needed to do to remember was to want to remember"

"What did you do?"

"Well you see, after you two had met my only option was to make you forget"

"What?" I ask abruptly

"You messed with our minds" Tyler finally says, he looked like he was about to attack him

"Tyler" he begins, now facing Tyler. Tyler looked him right in the eye, not breaking eye contact.

My father looks at him knowingly "You remember now, don't you?" my father asks

When Tyler doesn't reply he walks over to me instead "Now that he remembers, it's your turn"

"I know you see it, in your dreams, in your nightmares. You have to let them in, let them take over your body, don't fight it" he says slowly and calmly

I shake my head, fighting off the urge to scream "Leave me alone" I shove him back, he probably didn't expect it because he fumbles a bit.

Now that's a sight.

He begins to laugh, that ugly laugh of his. "That's quite amusing, unfortunately it won't help you" his smile fades

"Remember, you know you want to. Why do you think you keep getting dreams about it?"

My eyes widen in sudden realisation "The park" I look to Tyler who looks just as shocked as I am

"The boy and the girl" I pause "That- that was us?"

And my father nods

"And the screaming, the hitting." I say shakily "I fell and I couldn't move" I feel the wetness forming in my eyes again "The constant pain I felt all over my body, then it just-" I breath out "Went dark"

"Yes" he says, I hear a slight chuckle as he says that

"You left the house, you weren't allowed to do that" he tilts his head slightly.

"And what, erasing our memories wasn't enough?" Tyler snarls

"You psychotic bastard" Tyler  says

"Why even erase our memories anyway? It doesn't make any sense why you didn't want us to meet?" I ask

"Tyler you were adopted by a very bad man. Andre Davids"

I see Tyler freeze, for only a moment I see something in his eyes that I've never seen before. As if the mention of his adoptive father made him show whole new emotions. But within seconds, his expression turned stern and cold.

"He never told me his name" Tyler spits out

"Typical Andre, you know we were friends once" he sighs "We came to an agreement, that it was not...safe for anyone is you two were to get closer"

"What do you mean, not safe?"

"It wasn't the right time" my father states

"Enough" Tyler steps forward "I don't want to hear anymore of this" Tyler's first collides with my father's jaw making him lose balance for a second.

He starts to laugh "Son of a bitch" he says under his breath

"You might have lots of experience, but no one. No even you can escape time." Tyler starts "You're getting old" he mocks

He punches him in the nose so hard he falls to the ground. Tyler reached for his pocket and pulls something out.

A gun.

"Tyler!" I scream "What the hell!"

"I'm not gonna kill him" he says quickly "I'm not an idiot, as much as we all want him dead we need answers"

"What are you gonna do? Are you gonna shoot me?" My dad stares at him in amusement

"No, I'm not. But she will" he nods to me

Without hesitation, I step forward to grab the gun from Tyler, about to pull the trigger

"What's going on here?" someone appears behind me. I spin round to see Greyson and Axel.

"Oh so sorry, didn't mean to interrupt. Go on, I wanna see this" Greyson leans against Axel's arm. A smirk forming on both of their faces.

Tyler hold him down with both arms, Syrian fly my father doesn't fight back.

I quickly pull the trigger, which hits his arm. He lets out a silent groan as black blood pools out of his arm.

Tyler turns to me, his mouth open.

I didn't even realise until now. His blood wasn't disguised anymore, that meant neither was mine.

And Tyler can see it.

Sorry for the short chapter, the next one will be much longer I promise!

Sorry for the cliffhanger....again.

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