day 84

tyler slammed the door to his house after walking in, cursing and throwing his keys down on the table.

he sat down on the couch and sighed, putting his face in his hands.

he had just gotten back from a meeting with work, and he was just reminded at how stupid everyone was in that department.

tyler had to reason with them like children on why their idea wouldn't work, and after that they tried to cut his pay down. they didn't succeed at least.

tyler rubbed his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair before taking a deep breath and standing up. he went to his room and turned on his shower.

"maybe." tyler mumbled out loud in response to his own question of letting joshs sleep in the bed tonight.

he showered, relishing in the feeling of finally being able to relax.

after he finished up, he got dressed and made his way to the basement.

"joshua." tyler said, letting out a small smile.

"hey." josh mumbled. he looked like he was taking a nap.

"did i wake ya?" tyler asked.

"no, i wasn't asleep yet." josh said. he yawned and sat up. "you okay?" josh asked, picking up on his not as cheerful behavior.

"work pissed me off. had to have a meeting in person and it was a nightmare." tyler said.

"oh, sorry." josh said.

"yeah. and i need to kill someone." tyler said. "i got time." he shrugged after looking at his watch.

"you can't kill someone everytime you get a little stressed." josh said. he stood up and stretched out.

"yeah i can." tyler nodded, slightly laughing.

"you just had a stressful day so now you're gonna take it out on some innocent person?" josh scoffed, turning and looking at him.

"joshua baby you really don't wanna start this today." tyler groaned.

"i'm just saying, any sane person would just take a nap or a bath, not murder. but we all know you're not sane." josh said.

he gasped when tyler suddenly charged up to him.

tyler grabbed joshs throat, holding enough pressure to keep him from moving.

"no i'm not sane. i'm a fuckin animal." tyler said, slightly raising his voice. josh whimpered, fear taking over. his legs went weak.

"don't forget that i'm in charge here. you're in my basement." tyler spat, centimeters away from his face.

"i could kill you any fucking time i want to. and you need to remember that."

"but you won't." josh wheezed out.

tyler quickly pulled a knife out, holding it up to joshs neck.

"i don't want to, but that doesn't mean i won't. you keep going like this, and you just might piss me off enough." tyler said, keeping his dark eyes locked with joshs.

"i'm sorry." josh stuttered, heaving breaths out.

"you're mine. you're a murderer josh." tyler said.

"no." josh cried. tyler pressed the knife in harder, breaking the skin.

"you're a killer. a cold blooded killer, and you'll find out soon enough just how much you enjoy it." tyler whispered.

"please i'm sorry." josh said, grabbing onto tyler's arms.

"say it."

"i'm a killer." josh quietly forced out. "i'm a murderer."

"you're mine."

"i'm yours."

"good boy." tyler said, pushing himself off of josh. he turned and looked at him, before silently walking up the stairs and out the basement.

josh shakily started hyperventilating, as he slid down his back to the ground.

he brought his knees to his chest, crying into them.

tyler scared him. and not just in a 'oh he's killing someone' way, but in a 'oh he could very possibly kill me' kinda way.

josh didn't want to die anymore. he didn't think so at least.

he wanted to stay.

he didn't want his story to end yet. he hasn't even made this all worth anything.

he thinks about how it would feel, to kill.

if there really is a big rush that comes with it. if the feeling of taking someone's life gives you all the power in the world.

it seems like it.

he shouldn't think like that.

but it's all he can think about.

it's all he's surrounded by.