♢♡Wildcat♡♢

I wake up in bed and groan, my head hurts like hell. I roll over and frown, where's Tro- Oh. I start sniffling and hide my face in my hands, why would they do that? They made my life miserable enough, then they had to kill Troy? What's wrong with them? I was wrong to ever considering them friends, family even.

The only person here I'm worried about is Delirious. Me and him should run away and try to find Troy's lead man, who's in charge now actually. I want to strangle Vanoss, though. Who gave him the right to let everyone abuse me for five years and then shoot the one guy who made me feel human?!

I curl up under the blankets and then realize I'm not in my room. I sit up and look around, pulling my blanket up to my chin and whimpering. Is this.. Vanoss' room? My eyes widen and I hide under the covers, hyperventilating. I don't like this, nope nope nope. The door clicks and I roll out of bed onto the floor so whoever opens the door won't be able to see me.

"Wildcat?" Again with that fucking name! It's Tyler, bitch! "I can see your foot, y'know" Vanoss says, amused. I growl and stand up, moving away from him and crossing my arms. I pat down my pocket and hiss when I find they took my knife. "Sorry we didn't wa-" I stop him. "Sorry won't fucking cut it, for any of this! Go fuck yourself Vanoss!" I bark.

"Okay, so you do remember me" Vanoss says quietly, leaning on the door until he closes. "Don't come any closer. T-Troy showed me how to punch. Wanna know how h-he did it? By not fucking abusing me, dickwad!" I snap, getting into a fighting stance. "Wildcat-" I growl "It's Ty! Tyler! Not fucking Wildcat! What kind of name is that anyways?!" I snarl.

"Wh-When we picked you off the streets- we told you you needed a nickname. You chose it" Vanoss says, taking a wary step closer. I press myself against the wall. "Y-You're lying" I hiss, looking away. "No I'm not. I swear. You were seventeen. We found you on the corner of Eighth Street and brought you here, to your home" Vanoss says, he sounds sincere.

"No! I was home when I was with Troy!" I shout, glaring Vanoss down. His face twists with pain and he looks down before glancing back up at me. "Please, Tyler, snap out of it. I'm sorry for everything we did and didn't do. But Troy was hurting you, I saw what he was doing. He was water boarding you" Vanoss says, and I put my hand on my neck as I taste the water going down my throat again.

"Please Tyler, snap out of it. Delirious needs you, fuck, I need you"