Emo Band Imagines

Guns For Hands (Tyler Joseph x sister!Reader)

Warnings: abuse, alcoholism.

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"Darren....Stop.."

"Don't tell me what to do!"

After another sharp slap in the face, your boyfriend gave you an angry glare, berore leaving the room, punching a hole in the wall as he did. You curled up into a ball in bed, beginning to sob quietly.

Darren had done this a lot lately; come home incredibly drunk, and beat you at any chance he could get. Tonight, he was angry because you happened to be at your friend, Josh's house. You hadn't told Josh yet. You hadn't even told your brother, Tyler yet. When you had visited Josh earlier today, he had noticed your bruises and cuts. After thinking pretty hard, you came up with an excuse. You had fallen while running. You could tell he didn't believe you very much, but just didn't want to push it.

As you laid in bed, trying to steady your shaking body, you heard a notification sound come from your phone. You wiped the tears out of your eyes, and pulled your now cracked phone out of your hoodie pocket.

Josh: Hey, hope you're doing okay tonight.

You contemplated saying something to him, but decided that you'd just ask if you could spend the night.

Y/N: Yeah, I'm okay
Y/N: Can I spent the night by any chance?

Josh: Yeah, Of course
Josh: why? Are you okay?

Y/N: Yeah, I'm awesome

You looked at the hole in the wall, and focused on listening to what was going on in the other room. You heard a bottle smash, before Darren Shouted a few curse words. You immediately looked back down at you phone, biting your lower lip.

Y/N: Darren's out of town, so I'm just a little lonely

Josh: Okay. Do you want me to pick you up?

Y/N: yes, please
Y/N: could you park in the back?

Josh: okay. See you in a few.

You put your phone back in your pocket and got out of bed, limping slightly across the room to grab your backpack and fill it with some of your belongings. After you finished, you peeked out into the other room, and, seeing that Darren was passed out on the couch, you knew that this was your only chance to get outside.

You tip-toed out of your bedroom and to the back door, opening it quietly before you stepped outside. You sat on the steps, fidgeting with a keychain on your backpack until you heard Josh's car pull up. He immediately got out and ran over to you, a look of concern on his face.

"Hey, Y/N." He greeted. "You alright?"

"I'm okay." You mumbled, standing up, but wincing as you did so.

He glanced through the window, doing a double take. "Wait- Darren is.." he started, before looking at you, a look of realisation in his eyes. "Oh.."

You looked down, your eyes filling up with tears, before He wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

"It's okay.." he said comfortingly. "Let's go to my house."

As Josh pulled the car into his driveway, there was another car parked there that was incredibly familiar to you.

"Oh, no.." you muttered.

"What?" Josh questioned.

"Tyler's here?"