Tyler Down 13 Reasons Why Novels & Stories

Evelyn's pov My heart was still pounding hard inside my chest, it felt like it would burst out at any minute. I couldn't understand why Tyler was doing this, I could understand Christian's reasons but I thought of it as childish. Petty even, but Tyler? I couldn't understand his reasons. It made no sense. One thing was for sure, it wasn't about protection like he put it. It was about power and influence. “Tyler? Why are you doing this? This whole thing is unnecessary and uncalled for. Why?" I demanded, trying to hold back my frustration. My thoughts were scrambled and the eyes staring at me did nothing to water down the tension.

I was stupid last night to stay quiet when I saw her being touchy and flirty with Tyler, but she had another thing coming if she thought that was going to continue. She's so dead wrong. Wesley is right, Tyler and I belong together. Our Goddess gave him to me, and I'll be damned if I let her come between us. "Whovthe hell are you calling spoiled princess?" "Girls, keep it down. Look, let's all calm down, ok? Emily dear, I am so sorry. Hope you need to apologize," "Apologize? For what? Telling her the truth? Do you know how bad Ty will look when rumors start to spread that his mate is in the kitchen helping all these maids?"

Upon seeing Tyler Lancaster falling out with Tyr Summers, Calvin Yaleman and the others, who had felt like it was the end of the world earlier, were now oozing with delight. “Master Tyler, kill them off! We can top up the pay,” Calvin and Zayn Lee shouted with great excitement. Tyler shot Tyr a mocking glare, saying in a chilling voice, “I’ll give you one last chance, get out of my sight now.” “Then, I’ll give you another chance too,” said Tyr with a smile. “Break your own legs. Make them exactly the way they were before I helped you. That way, I can make it so that your ending won’t be as tragic.”

Lizzy got into her car and drove with her son leaving me to wallow in confusion and pain. Everything that happened few minutes ago replayed on my head and reality dawned on me, I'm not fucking dreaming! She sounds so confident and with all this proof, it's fucking hard for me not to believe. My legs suddenly felt weak and I fell on my butts holding my chest, It felt like an arrow was pierced into my chest. This is just too much for me to take in, I was losing my mind, I was going crazy! Tyler has another woman he has been with for over six years, he also has a son! That's just the worst part of it all.

Don't want to see anyone or talk to anyone. Except maybe Ty and Ruby. I grab my phone and open the group chat. They're still sending worried messages. I start typing, telling them everything. About how Tyler—date Tyler, not my Ty—talked about himself the entire time. About how he lured me to his car. About what he tried to do and how I slapped him and how James nearly choked him out. The responses come fast and furious. *I'm going to KILL him* *Tomorrow at school I'm punching his face*

Tyler trailed off with wet cheeks. “I’m not here, okay?” I whispered as I scratched the scalp of my hair. “I’m not your responsibility and this,” I eyed the pack. “This is a decision I made for myself and by myself, no one is even going to give two shots about me when I die! So why are you here?!” I demanded. “Your mother and your sister, they love you. There’s so much to fight for” Tyler tried and I let out a laugh, high-pitched laughter that hurt me to the core.

Tyler whispered, getting up from the table and making his way to the other room. He had a seat on the couch, putting his head in his hands. Most of the information they had received had been text messages and voice mails that detailed the planning of her attack and set up that would bring the club down on her. What William hadn't counted on was the depth of Tyler's feelings for her, that was apparent. He had a need to kill William. To feel his bones break and to see the blood pour from his body. "You okay?" Liam asked as he walked over to carefully sit next to his friend.

I was still sitting until Tyler came and squatted. "Who the fuck pushed her down?" He yelled. "What's gotten into her? She should stand up and slap the person as usual!" Tyson muttered and continued walking. I stared at Tyler's face and all the emotions I've bottled for years became so visible on his face. My pack, my mother, my father, and my friend are all dead and gone because of a pack that I'm mated to be with forever or temporarily. I let it go. I cried out in torrents and quakes of pain that shook my whole body.

Tyler smiled . "So you haven't been with anyone?" I asked. I didn't really want to be direct. "No." He replied . " No office fling. No one night stand." I asked. " No Larna. I am a virgin." Tyler said in almost a whisper. " Why are you whispering?" " Because it's embarrassing. Where have you seen a thirty year old virgin?" Tyler laughed nervously." But I want to save myself for the one I marry."

So why had he done it to me? I stood there shaking, mascara running down my cheeks in ugly streaks, the tiara still crooked on my head. “I just… I don’t understand,” I whispered, my voice barely holding together. “Why you would do this to me?” Tyler took a hesitant step closer, running a hand through his already messy hair like that would somehow make him look less guilty. “Saraphina, listen… I swear I never told them to share it, okay? I didn’t know they were going to put it up there on the screen. I just… I thought you looked really hot in that picture. I wanted to show the guys how pretty my girl is. That’s all. I was proud of you. I didn’t think they’d do something like this—”