Alright peeps, as I promised here's the first Chapter to Her Last Days – The Tyler Crowley Story...

Chapter 1

EPOV

"I spoke to your mother about this trip of yours and I convinced her to let you go for one week, not two. You boys better not be careless and keep my place in tact. I don't want to end up going there myself having to clean up after the two of you. I'm not stupid and I know what you're going up there for. I want you two to promise me that you will not drive or cause problems with the neighbors once you start drinking. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Dad," Emmett and I replied at the same time. I started to feel my blood flow throughout my veins in excitement. Man, we are lucky dicks!

"I mean it. I will have Chief Swan on both of your asses if either of you cause any trouble." He was definitely not the kind of person you wanted to fuck with. Both of us nodded our heads in agreement and waited for our 'okay' to go. "Go get yourselves ready, and don't forget to say goodbye to your mother."

"You ready to go bro?" Emmett punched me in the shoulder like he always did as he asked the question. It always pissed me off, but I was in such a good mood right now that I let it pass.

"Yeah, let's go." I grabbed the last case of beer, while he grabbed the liquor. Once they were set in the back of the jeep we headed off to Tyler's place to pick him up.

"Uh, guys, where am I supposed to put my stuff? There's no more room in the back." Emmett's jeep was jam packed with food, alcohol and pack sacks.

I looked over at Emmett and then to the back seat. "Just throw it in the back with you. There's room there." Both Emmett and I smirked when Tyler got in the jeep and realized there was barely any room left.

"What the hell is all this stuff man? We're only going for a week, right? You've got stuff for like, a month here." He tried to cram his stuff on the floor behind Emmett's seat and then put the rest in front of him. With that all settled we headed off to Lake Crescent.

"We just wanted to make sure we'll have enough for all of us," I said with a grin.

"Dude, there's only three of us," he replied.

Oh, he is in for a surprise! "Actually, there will be more than the three of us. We invited some more people. We are going to have a blast Tyler, my friend." We had called the Denali sisters, letting them know we'd be in town.

"But didn't your dad say it could only be the three of us?" I could tell he was nervous.

"Don't worry about it, he'll never know. We'll clean the place up afterward; it'll be like we were never there. It's as simple as that. Plus you need to have girls around to actually party, right?" His facial features relaxed a little when I had turned around in my seat to look at him.

"Girls?" His eyes were bulging out of their sockets. He always had trouble with the girls at school, which was not a problem for Emmett and me. He was the football star and I was the musician. The girls loved it when I brought my guitar to school, unlike the principal of course.

"Yes, Tyler, girls. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll have enough alcohol in you to be able to speak to one of them. I'm sure there will be more than enough for the three of us." I looked over at Emmett and saw him grinning.

"Fine, but..." I had to stop him before Emmett would make him tuck and roll out of the jeep.

"Just shut your cakehole for now Tyler. No more buts, you got it?" He nodded at me and then looked out the window. I placed my back to the seat and decided to reach over to grab the case of CD's. I figured I'd try to set the mood for Tyler and put in some Skid Row since it was his favorite band. Not long after, I could hear him singing to the music.

We got there a few hours later and started to unpack the jeep. We placed all the stuff and found our rooms. We had a guest room so Tyler was staying in that one. We had specific orders that no one was to sleep in my parent's room. The first thing I did was lock the door to their room and then hid the key.

Emmett started the BBQ to cook the steaks we had bought from the butcher's before taking off. His steaks were the best. I had never tasted a better steak and Emmett was the best at cooking them on the grill.

After we devoured our food, Emmett and I headed over to the Denali's, while Tyler decided to stay behind and clean up. Chicken shit!

"I guess it will only be the three of us after all," Tyler said, as Emmett and I came back empty handed.

"They'll be here later dude, don't worry." Sometimes I wondered if he was gay or something. Hopefully this week will help loosen him up a bit."So far all the Denalis are coming and there are four of them. They said they'd call a few friends and mention the party."

"Uh, Edward, what were you thinking? They'll probably invite the whole town." I could tell he was starting to freak out once he started pacing across the living room floor.

Emmett and I finally got him to relax half an hour later by having him take a few shots of Sambuca. We all sat and relaxed for awhile. I noticed it was almost nine o'clock, which meant the girls would be here soon. "Shit, Emmett, help me put all the breakable stuff in mom and dad's room. I'll go unlock the door while you start gathering some of the stuff." I noticed Tyler start to get up off the couch, "no, you stay on the couch. You're more than likely going to drop something in your condition." It didn't take him much to get drunk, that's for sure.

We were just finishing up with a few items left, when there was a knock on the door. I yelled out to Tyler that he could answer the door while we were finishing up. Again, I locked the door and hid the key.

As we walked into the living room there were about twenty people standing around, looking for a place to put down their coolers. I raked my hand through my hair and hoped to god there would be nobody else. I didn't like huge parties where you could barely walk around and not find a place to sit, let alone having to scream when you tried to talk to someone. There was one suggestion though. "We will be taking this outside folks!" I yelled for everyone to hear.

Emmett came over to me with a questioning look. "What the fuck, bro?"

"There are too many people and I'm sure there will be more coming. I don't want them all in here and there's more than enough room in the back anyway. We can start a fire for light and warmth."

"And I thought Tyler was a chicken shit." He started to walk away, but I grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Look at those guys over there with the Denalis. They look like junkies and fighters, the last thing we need are two morons who are high on drugs, fighting in here. I don't care for the alcohol, but I don't want drugs in here." I couldn't believe I was saying all this, especially since I wasn't a saint. Yet, I was totally against drugs and if that's what they were high on right now, then they were not welcome.

Maybe it was because my mother had told me about her sister dying of an overdose and not Emmett. She was holding me responsible if anything happened here due to drugs. It wouldn't have been so bad if it would've been my father that told me, but it meant more coming from my mom.

"What the hell's wrong with you, man? This was your idea, why are you making such a big deal about this? I could take those two out myself anyway." What is wrong with me?

"Look Emmett, I wasn't planning on having an open house party. You know I hate those." I wasn't sure if I should tell him about the drug issue since it wasn't up to me, but I figured I'd let him know about her not wanting drugs here. "Mom made me promise that there would be no drugs involved. That's why."

"Oh, that's why you're being all goody, goody. Mom always gets to you, doesn't she?" He grinned and continued. "Whatever. It's probably only marijuana anyway."

"I very well doubt that Emmett. Look at their faces properly. I'll go talk to one of them." He shook his head as if to say no, but I continued before he could say anything else. "Don't worry. I won't go over there and punch them. I'm going to go talk to them discreetly and ask them to leave."

"Idiot," was all he said and he turned around and stormed off, directing the people outside.

I walked over to Kate, deciding I'd talk to her instead since the junkies came in with her and her sisters. "Hey, Kate. Can I talk to you?"

"Hi and sure." She followed me over to the kitchen and I kicked everyone out, telling them to go outside.

"Those two guys that walked in with you, they're junkies aren't they?" I didn't feel comfortable asking her, but I had to know. Hopefully she'd tell me the truth.

"I don't think they are, although we just met a few hours ago. Why do you even care anyway?" She looked up at me with a weird look on her face. She knew enough about my personality, which was why she questioned me.

"Just tell them I don't want drugs in here, alright? I don't want to discuss this anymore." I raked my hand through my hair again as my mother's face came to mind. I would have preferred them to leave, but I figured as long as they'd be outside things would be fine.

"Whatever, party pooper, I'll let Garrett know." She stalked off with an angry look on her face. Well, isn't this just starting off great!

I walked over to the sofa to sit beside Tyler, who was now asleep and snoring. It definitely didn't take him much. Why was I so stressed out about all of this anyway? I was turning into Tyler and with that thought, my eyes met my remedy.

I took the Sambuca bottle, brought it to my lips and poured the liquor into my mouth, letting it burn down my throat as I chugged it. I loved the aftertaste of black licorice that lingered in my mouth. After setting the bottle back down I shook Tyler's shoulder to wake him up. "Yo, dude! Wake up man. Let's go have some fun."

He looked at me sleepily and answered in a rough voice. "I actually fell asleep?" He looked around, "where is everybody? There's nobody here."

"I sent them all outside. Come on man, let's go." I grabbed the liquor bottle with one hand and Tyler's arm with the other one, tugging on it for him to follow me.

"I'm not feeling well Edward, I don't know if I should drink anymore." His hand went to his stomach and then to his mouth. I dragged him to the bathroom right away, which was a good thing since he got sick as soon as he bent over the toilet.

"Man, you really are a newbie at this aren't you?" After setting him down in front of the toilet, I placed my bottle of liquor on the counter and reached into the closet to grab a bucket, filling it halfway with water.

"Yup," he said spitting into the toilet.

"Well maybe you should call it a night for now then. I'll bring this bucket in your room for you so you don't puke on the bed or the floor. I'd have to scrub the shit out of the carpet if that happened." I left him there as I took the bucket into his room.

I walked in on a couple making out on the bed. I coughed to let them know I was there. "Excuse me, but you're going to have to get out of here."

"Leave us alone dickhead, can't you see we're busy here?" I didn't know who they were since the guy's back was facing me and his body was blocking the girl he was with. If it was a girl.

"I'm not blind, but I don't give a shit either, so get the fuck out." He was starting to piss me off.

Once he turned around, I recognized him and who he was with, Kate. I knew I should have sent that junkie home. "You think I'm going to listen to some little shit like you? Go fuck yourself." With that he turned his back to me and started taking Kate's shirt off. "You gonna watch or what?" His head lowered to her face.

"Hey junkie! I SAID, GET THE FUCK OUT! Is that clear enough for you!" My heart was pounding hard and I felt the blood rush through my veins.

"What did you call me?" He turned around quickly enough.

"What, are you too high to hear properly? Junkie, that's what I called you." My hand clutched the bucket I was still holding on to. He got off the bed and came at me with a jab. I swiveled to the side, making him miss his target. I dropped the bucket and brought my hand up; striking him in the throat with the area between my thumb and index finger.

He gagged and grabbed his throat, gasping for air. I heard someone coming down the hall and thought it was Tyler, telling him to go and get Emmett, but it wasn't Tyler. It was the other fucker coming with Tanya, who didn't look too well.

While I had looked over my shoulder, Garrett came back at me and grabbed me by the throat with both of his hands, choking me. He was strong, I'll give him that. I swung my right arm under both of his and came up around his right arm, wrapping both of his arms under mine, leaving his right side unprotected. I punched him in the ribs, hearing a crack followed by a gasp. He fell to the floor.

His friend came at me from behind once he realized what had just happened. Took him long enough! That just proves how stupid and slow you can get by taking drugs folks. I turned around and side kicked him in the stomach, making him fly out the door and into the hallway, crashing into the wall.

"Edward?" I heard Tyler's voice coming from the hallway.

"Tyler, go and get Emmett, right now!" I kept my eyes on both of the dicks, making sure they didn't move.

"I'll try," he said and I heard his footsteps running across the hall.

One thing I realized as I waited for Emmett, was that there had been no reaction from either of the girls. I took a second to look over at Kate, whose shirt was halfway up her chest, but she wasn't moving and her eyes were closed. I did the same thing and looked over at Tanya who was now down on the ground with her back to the wall and her eyes were closed too.

Fuckers! They had probably put some kind of date rape drug in their drinks. I walked over to Kate's side and pulled her shirt back down to cover her chest and took her pulse, which seemed kind of slow.

Neither one of the dicks had their eyes open so I took advantage of that and looked around for something to tie their hands with. As my eyes darted across the room, I noticed the ropes that were holding the curtains toward the sides. I knew my mother would be furious if she'd find out that I took them, but I'd try to make sure she wouldn't. These fuckers did not deserve to be set free after what they did.

I'll admit, I've used girls for pleasure before, but I've never drugged or forced them. That was one thing I did not tolerate.

As I walked past Garrett, my leg twitched to kick him, but I continued on my quest to grab the ropes. What the fuck is taking Emmett so long? I swung the ropes off their hooks and walked over toward 'dick' Garrett.

I turned him over onto his stomach and got on my knees to tie him up. "Argh, you fucker, you're going to pay for this." I tied his hands behind him as he complained. I continued to ignore him until he mentioned Kate. I finished tying him up, grabbed the opposite side of him and brought my knee right into his ribs. "Fucker!"

"Oh, sorry, was that your broken rib, dickhead? Shut you're fucking mouth or I'll knee you again." I saw his mouth twitch, but nothing came out. "Now be a good boy and stay down while I get your buddy over there. M'kay?"

On my way to the other guy I saw Emmett coming down the hallway. "Bro, what the fuck? I thought you didn't want any fights in the house."

"I didn't, but these fucks obviously did. Now help me turn this fucker over so I can tie him up."

"And what are you planning on doing with them after? Call the cops? Do you actually think they wouldn't arrest us too? Hello, we've got tons of alcohol in here and we're under age." His hands went up to his head as he shook it.

"They were about to rape Kate and Tanya. Did you want to let them go for that?" He didn't answer me. "Now do you realize why I didn't want them in here?" He obviously wasn't going to help me tie up the other guy, so I did it myself. He must have had a concussion because there was a dent in the wall above him. When I kicked him earlier his head probably hit the wall, knocking him out while he slid down the wall to the ground, in a seated position. Therefore, he was much heavier to turn over. I finally accomplished my task and looked up at Emmett. "Thanks, I appreciate the help," I said sarcastically.

"I just don't see the use in them being tied up Edward. We can't exactly do anything."

"Watch me. I'll drive them to the police station myself if that's what it takes," I hissed.

"Do you actually think the police will let you go? You reek of alcohol." He waved his hand up and down as he said it.

"Well, we could get Tyler to drive. He's been puking for the past half hour, so he should be fine." At least I hoped he was.

I didn't even know he was behind me until he spoke. "I don't think that's a good idea Edward. I'm still tipsy and I'm sure I smell like alcohol too." Fuck! I had to figure something out.

Next thing you know, Irina was walking down the hall, her eyes darting around. "Have any of you seen Kate or...Tanya?" We never had to answer her since her eyes fell on Tanya and she rushed over to her. "What did you guys do to her?" She cradled her in her arms and started to cry.

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