Bab 51: Do They Know?

(TYLER)

"You look beautiful, Tyler," Angelo says. "Sexy as always."

I glare at him. My heart is pounding and blood seems to be rushing to my ears too fast. I'm dying to punch him in the gut. "F…Fuck you." I drag the insult. I no longer feel tongue-tied. I'm too angry for that. The fear has morphed into pure rage.

"Aaah, come on, Tyler. Don't be like that." Angelo smirks reaching to touch my cheek and I smack his hand. "We had some awesome time together."

"Good time?" I grit my teeth. "You tried to kill me." That comes out a little too loud for his liking but I don't care at this point. I'm not worried because the room is noisy with the hum of conversations. I doubt that anyone is even paying close attention to us.

"Now did I? You got it all mixed up. I just gave you an extra bag to be nice."

"You gave it to me knowing I couldn't refuse. You knew I was already too high and it would be dangerous if I took more. Stop lying. You wanted me dead."