c h a p t e r – t h r e e

The party continues, and just got worse for me. The sound plays louder and the people are getting wilder. Tyler's show with me continues. Satan in hell knows how I hate this guy from the very beginning.

All I can do is to make myself relaxed even for a bit by drinking some random alcohol that I got from the bar counter. I know I'll never enjoy the party like this, where everyone is making fun of you in any ways they got in their sleeves. Tyler got more drunk in the disc-jockeys' podium and continues to talk about his fabricated shits about me.

If only I have a free choice of running away from this place, I would surely do that. But in this situation, if I ever try to do that, I would receive a heavy beating from Tyler. All I can do right now is to ignore his shit talks and everyone in this place. Even my friends in here are not getting close to me for some reason that I understand – they don't want to be involved in this.

After finishing my drink, I got up in my bar stool and went into the restroom for a while to do my business. When I got back, the voice of Tyler again sounded with the music.

"Where did you go Jacksons? You called your mom? Why did you do that, you must've intrude upon her work. What do you call that again, prostituting?" Tyler once again said into the microphone while laughing. "Prostituting is such a gross. Maybe she was just having sex with you father to make a better child than you'll never be." He said once again. The crowd once again laughs with what this demon has said.

This guy is really getting into my nerves. How dare he insult my parent in front of me? I can't let him make fun of my parents. I furiously walk towards Tyler's direction with the rage in my eyes. My eyes are focused in his devilish smirk as I get closer and closer to him. As soon as I got near him, I grabbed his collar and pull him close to me. I have been ignoring all of his affronts about me but I would never let him disrespect my parents.

"I can take all of your pranks and insults to me but don't you ever insult my parents, Tyler. Or else…" I said in gritted teeth as I hold the collar of his shirt. Keeping my distance close and locked my gaze in his eyes for him to get what I mean. I can see that he is surprised and a bit shocked on what I've done to him. I've surprised either, I've never done such thing before and it feels really good making him feel afraid of me even for a bit.

"Or else what Jacksons? What you'll going to do, huh?" He replied as regained his self from what have just happened. Also, the smirk in his face got back together with his asshole self.

"Or else I'll do this to you." I finished my statement then I let go my hold in the collar of his shirt aggressively making him step back a little.

Suddenly, I've earned some of my courage to do one of the things I've always wanted to do to him. Not the desire of decapitating him, though.

I hardly landed my fist into his jaw that resulted for him to stumble down the floor. That really feels so good, men. I know this is the right time to get out of this place and celebrate my little victory but before I could ever do that, Tyler got up and his troop was running from a distance towards our direction. However, Tyler stopped them from joining our little fight.

"He's mine! I can handle this little puppy here." He said while darting his sharp gaze into me. "I never know you knew how to punch Jacksons." He added with a smirk. I started to feel the strong beat of my heart as soon as he started walking towards me inch by inch. All I've done is to step backwards to keep my distance from the hungry tiger that is ready to attack and devour his prey. I can't even speak a word because of his presence that changed from before, he got worse. He really is a demon and it feels like he already prepared my grave for my death tonight.

"Are you afraid now Jacksons? Did your bravery few moments ago left you already?" Tyler nonchalantly said while still walking slowly towards me.

"Please, I-I—" I tried to speak to him to stop him on what he's planning to do, but I can't comprehend any good sentence to say.

"Are you saying something? I can't hear you." The sharp gaze and naughty smirk remains on Tyler's face. He just continued moving towards me and in a split second he got in front of me and suddenly gave me a solid blow of punch in my gut. "Next time keep in your mind who is the person you're messing up with. Do you understand Jacksons?" His punch feels like a ton of weight that hit my gut. I almost fell into the floor and it seems like Tyler's punch have drained all of my strength in my body to support my body and remain standing.

I don't know if it is a good thing that Tyler got me when I was about to fall and lose my balance. He gripped me on my jawline and repeated his question that I forgot to answer because of the extreme pain in my gut.

"Do you understand Jacksons?!" He has been giving me that demon look as he shouted and emphasizes every words of the sentence into my face. "Answer me." He then whispered to my ears.

"Y-Yes" I replied in a very low volume that is almost not audible even the sounds of the party stopped when Tyler shouted not long time ago.

"What is it? I can't hear you!" Tyler shouted again.

"Y-Yes, Tyler I-I understand." I think I've said it much louder than before.

"Speak louder Jacksons!" I hope I can, but my body is feeling weaker and my breathing is getting heavier. I'm sure I'll really stumble to ground as soon as Tyler let go his grip.

When I didn't respond to him, Tyler pushed me back and as what I've been expecting I quickly lose my balance. But before I even fall into the floor, he punched me in the jaw which increased the impact of falling into the floor. I felt dizzy as my head hit the hard floor of the place. My sight also dimmed and blurred after the impact. I can feel that Tyler is still giving me the blow of his punches after one another.

The punches continued hitting my body and I can hear the voices of some people begging for someone to stop Tyler from doing this to me. I don't if it makes sense right now but I can't stop myself from smiling for knowing that there is still someone other than my friends and family who looks over the type of person I might be. Soon after that, I can't feel the punches that Tyler is giving me. I actually don't know if someone has stopped him or my whole body turns numb.

I can't reason out why, but the place turns silent and soon after that everything vanished into pitch black.