"Did you sleep with the white boy?!" Tyler shouted. Suzan was pinned up against the wall, she was helpless against his muscels. Suzan stayed up against the wall, and sighed when he let go. She slid down to the floor. This happened all the time. Not that it even mattered to her. She got used to it.
"Suzan.. I won't hurt you.. just tell me the truth.. and the only person that will be hurt is him.."
"None of your buisness. What would it even matter to you.." She got up from the ground, and began to walk away. This time, he didn't stop her.
Suzan walked threw her front door, only to find her dog laying on the ground, dead. She sighed, then yelled.
"MOM, THE DOGS DEAD." Then she walked to her room. Her pets were always dying on her. No surprise, her home smelled like a mourn that had the thermostat set up to high, and her mom wondered why she never invited anyone over. She lied down on her bed, and began to study for her geometry test she had on Friday. It had been so boring around town after James moved away. James was her ex, but its not like they weren't best friends. She thought she should call him, so she did. They talked for hours, until her mom told her it was time for bed.
It was 3 am. Romano, Suzans brother, ran into her room. He told her that.. he sensed something was wrong...very wrong..so she called Tyler. Usually when he told her things like this, he was right, but they were usually small things. Small like they were out of food in the fridge or.. something. This time, she decided to call Tyler, cause she worried about him, too. Was he the one that Romano was talking about? She took no time to call. No answer.
"So she wants a white boy.." Tyler scoffed. He just finished pouring what must have been the 27th tub of bleach into his bathtub.
"I'll show you that were all the same on the inside." Tyler slid into the tub. His skin started to burn, then turn to normal. Perfect. He grabbed a wash cloth and started washing his face. The smell stung his nose. Perfect. Suzan would for sure love him for this. She had to, he would be white. For her.
"So she wants a white boy.." Tyler scoffed. He just finished pouring what must have been the 27th tub of bleach into his bathtub.
"I'll show you that were all the same on the inside." Tyler slid into the tub. His skin started to burn, then turn to normal. Perfect. He grabbed a wash cloth and started washing his face. The smell stung his nose. Perfect. Suzan would for sure love him for this. She had to, he would be white. For her.
Suzan was starting to get worried. She decided it would probably be the best idea to go and check on him.. just in case. So she drove over to his house. She walked in his front door (They never locked the door anyway.) and up to his room. She crept up the creepy staircase leading to his door. As she opened he door, her whole heart dropped.
[To be continued.]