Chapter Twenty-Four.
Tyler's POV:
"But.. Tyler. I swear. I didn't. I couldn't."
"How am I meant to believe you?" I start to say.
I walk over to Alaynah's side of the bed, pills everywhere. I pick up one of the cylinder containers. Empty. I bring it over to Alaynah and show her.
"This one. This one is empty and guess what it's specialty is?" I raise my eyebrow.
I am so worried about her, i'm annoyed too. Why wouldn't she have told me that she did drugs?
"No! I don't know what it does because I don't take drugs!" Alaynah spits at me.
"Well obviously you do." I roll my eyes.
"Do YOU remember what happened after yo grabbed me and started running last night?" She asks me. It's obvious she didn't know as much as I did. She can't remember her panic attack.
"Wait. Did you just say.. When I grabbed you and started running?" I scrunch up my nose.
"Yeah, I did. The drugs are wearing off. I couldn't remember anything not because I had an attack it was because of the drugs." She explains.
"Yeah, okay. But that still doesn't tell me why you took the drugs?" I ask as curiously as I could because I need answers, I am clueless.
"That's my point exactly silly. Someone took advantage of our situation and drugged us, that's why we both could not remember last night but you not as badly because then it wouldn't have been as hard to figure out. Someone that doesn't want us together?" She finally explains it well enough for me to understand.
"Jealous much." I try to lighten the mood with my weak jokes.
She lets out a slight giggle and smile.
"I'm sorry for thinking you were doing drugs and that you had gone completely insane." I look at the ground, ashamed of myself.
"It's fine. i thought that you had gone insane too."
We both laugh about it for a few short seconds.
"I love you Tyler."
My eyes almost pop out of my head.