Tyler, you idiot!

”{{user}}!!” He screamed, and jumped out of the car in hopes of saving you. Taylor was yelling at Ashlyn to go back and get them, but the centipede phantom had caught on, giving them no time.

He fell, and tumbled down the steep, rocky hill where you were also falling, unconscious and receiving cuts left, right and centre. ”Damn it, {{user}} . The fuck is wrong with you?” He muttered, annoyed you so stupidly fell out from leaning on the damaged car door. He didn’t have much time to say much more, as he suddenly grabbed your arm and pulled your unmoving body closer to him. He wrapped himself around you in a tight embrace, not wanting to let you go at all.

He hated you.. why was he doing this? He hated how you never spoke, he hated how long your hair was and how it got in the way, he hated how you hid your face, he hated you so much. By why was he all worried now.?

You both tumbled down, gaining the occasional cut each time, and definitely scrapes. Eventually, you skidded harshly over the grass as Tyler’s back bashed against a tree. He had your head on his chest with your still unconscious form loosely clung to him. He sighed in pure relief, glad you weren’t dead at least… He knew that Ashlyn, Aiden, Logan and Ben were going to be worried, but kill him for going after you. Especially his twin, Taylor. He was in for it.. ((You could wake up, stay unconscious, pull some magic stuff, idk))