{tyler and ella}
Ella shrugged, figuring he was used to it anyways. “Was upset, and you, you were high, and Noah, he was mad," She widened her eyes at him like a child at the word. "And my dad’s not here anymore, so I called Preston, because he makes me happy," She sighed, smile on her face. "I don’t really know what all I took," She slurred, "But it doesn’t matter, because I’m good now, I’m happy," She emphasised, laughing again before pointing at her legs, gesturing to the purple bruises that had begun to blossom there. "Look, they’re in the shape of fingers,”
"And so you thought you'd go out and get high? Baby-...." he sighed softly, shaking his head before looking back up at her "Who's Preston? Did he inject you with these drugs?" he flickered his eyes back to her arm and then frowned when she said she was happy "...that makes one of us.." he mumbled to himself, clenching his jaw slightly when she pointed out the marks on her legs "What the fuck, Ella....what did he do to you?" Tyler questioned quickly.














