"You got to be freaking kidding me!" He yelled at the phone like a person would yell at a dog for peeing on the carpet or couch. As he was brought inside this building he would soon call home,"It was either this or jail honey we-" Tyler sighed and squeezed the bridge of his nose with his fingers,"There's nothing wrong with me, why would they suggest this place? They should have put me in freaking jail." His mom explained to him once again and he sighed before saying goodbye to his mother and giving the buff looking guard the phone. Rolling his eyes he was pissed but, he'd get over it.
Rehab? Okay. He could handle this, he thought to himself over and over until he walked to the room he was supposed to be in. It looks as if he'd be sharing a room with someone. What? This rehab didn't have a room for 'people like him'. So they say he bit the hell out of his previous boyfriend, it wasn't Tyler's fault. He wanted to be dominate one and he wasn't going to go down that easy. Though the guy was slightly bigger than him he thinks it could still work out between them.
Of course he would have guards around him, just to keep everyone he passed safe. This was insulting to him, and he didn't like it. Whenever he opened the door was when the guards would finally back off. "Finally." He said to himself as he sat on the bed that wasn't occupied by another person. Sighing he began to wonder what got him there and he was thinking about it for a little bit. After all the other guys he decided to beat this one decided to press charges against him, saying that he loved him and that he wanted him to get better.
Tyler knew it was just lies for him to escape from Tyler's grasps before he got hurt again. Shaking his head, he looked up at the person across from him, he didn't know the person at all and doesn't think he should talk to him. "Um, hi?" Giving the person a small wave before looking down and away.
Rehab? Okay. He could handle this, he thought to himself over and over until he walked to the room he was supposed to be in. It looks as if he'd be sharing a room with someone. What? This rehab didn't have a room for 'people like him'. So they say he bit the hell out of his previous boyfriend, it wasn't Tyler's fault. He wanted to be dominate one and he wasn't going to go down that easy. Though the guy was slightly bigger than him he thinks it could still work out between them.
Of course he would have guards around him, just to keep everyone he passed safe. This was insulting to him, and he didn't like it. Whenever he opened the door was when the guards would finally back off. "Finally." He said to himself as he sat on the bed that wasn't occupied by another person. Sighing he began to wonder what got him there and he was thinking about it for a little bit. After all the other guys he decided to beat this one decided to press charges against him, saying that he loved him and that he wanted him to get better.
Tyler knew it was just lies for him to escape from Tyler's grasps before he got hurt again. Shaking his head, he looked up at the person across from him, he didn't know the person at all and doesn't think he should talk to him. "Um, hi?" Giving the person a small wave before looking down and away.