Tyler's POV
I arrived home.
"Tyler! Come here, we're having a pack meeting!" Ian yelled.
I huffed and sat down. "Guys, why isn't Riley back?" Isabelle asked.
I laughed. "Who cares,"
"Guys!" Ian shouts. I roll my eyes. "Riley, she's.."
Everyone stared at him. "She's dead." Everyone's eyes widen. Some even start crying.
"I don't know why it's such a big deal. She was such a bitch anyways." I shrug.
Some people like Isabelle gasp. "How could you say that?!"
"Why? We all know it's true." Ian bangs his fists against the table.
"ENOUGH!" He yells.
"Whatever, I'm going out." I say not caring.
Before he can stop me, I'm out the door. I smirk while walking towards that boat place that Grayson was gonna take me to.
I finally arrive, using my speed of course, and sit on the nearest bench.
I looked at the different boats and something caught my eye.
Grayson, with his friends.
And Rose.
What a friend huh? I bet she was rolling around with every guy I liked since we've met. I regret being her friend so much, it's not even funny.
Stop it!
I knew what was happening. The small piece of the old Tyler is still here.
Well now this is Tyler.
No! This isn't me. Stop!
I took a deep breath and ignored it. Rose looked around, spotting me.
She tapped on Grayson's shoulder, and pointed at me. He seen me and walked out the boat with her.
They were holding hands.
They finally reached me.
"I think I'm gonna vomit. Most cringe worthy thing right now." I gag.
Rose looks down.
"What a bitch you are Rose? Betraying your bestfriend like that. Must suck, really!"
Grayson puts his hand out. "We just wanted to ask for.. peace."
I fold my arms over my chest, and bite my lip. I give them an intense stare.
Then laugh. They look at eachother. "Peace?"
I grabbed his arm, twisting it.
Rose uses her speed to push me, but I keep my grip, breaking his arm.
He screams in pain.
"You broke his arm!" Rose yelled.
He broke my heart.
Hatred and anger filled me.
"How's peace sound for you now?"
