savior (tyler)

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pairing: tyler joseph x reader
word count: 1896
tw: some angst, intoxication, language

a/n: i'm sorry that these last few imagines have been just tyler. i still love josh, lately i've just been staying in tyler's lane for some reason. anyways, i hope you enjoy this one!!

i was never really one for clubbing/partying.

but lately, i had just been feeling so...numb. i missed my ex boyfriend, tyler. i mean, it was my fault that we broke up, but i had no choice.

touring was hard. i spent 90% of my time while tyler was gone, missing him. i couldn't sleep, i couldn't eat. i needed his presence in order to function like an emotionally stable human being. i just couldn't keep going on.

so even though i loved him with every cell in my body, i broke up with him a week before he came home. he had tried to convince me that we could work it out, but i knew better. he would eventually leave for tour again, and i would be stuck with that feeling. that wasn't fair.

so three weeks later, i found myself at a club with my two best friends. clubs just weren't my thing. honestly, public places with large amounts of people weren't my thing.

it took only two hours for my friends to lose me. i just sat at the bar while random men bought me drinks. eventually, i was so hammered i could barely think.

but i caught one man staring at me. the way he was looking at me was giving me an uneasy feeling. or maybe it was the liquor. to avoid having him come and talk to me, i reached for my phone and dialed the only contact i could think of.

"y/n?" the voice answered after two rings.

"hi." i said. "how are you?"

"uhm...i'm okay? is there any reason you're calling me? we broke up almost a month ago." tyler asked me, clearly confused.

"uh, yeah, there's a creepy dude staring at me so i had to look busy." i whispered.

"y/n, where are you? why is a guy staring at you?"

"i'm at the club. i'm absolutely hammered by the way, which is probably why i called you instead of ash or willow. i think i meant to call them but my brain had other plans. my bad."

"why aren't ash and willow with you?"

"lost em'. or they forgot about me." i just shrugged. i then sighed. "tyler, i am not getting good vibes from this dude that's still staring at me."

"what club are you at? i'll be there asap."

i told tyler the address of the club i was at. i then heard keys jingling on the other end of the line.

"i'll be there in fifteen. keep pretending you're busy on your phone so he doesn't try to talk to you."

tyler hung up and i decided to watch tiktok. i found a stupid filter that told me which food i was and i decided to film a video with it.

"banana? haha, tyler would hate that. i love tyler still." i said, after the filter gave me banana. i sent the tiktok to drafts and then watched more. except, none of them really made sense. mostly because of how drunk i was.

after a few minutes i got bored and set my phone down. i asked the bartender for another drink, but she told me i should probably lay off the alcohol and she gave me water. i sat there drinking the water, impatiently waiting for tyler.

"hiya there pretty lady." i looked up and the man who had been staring at me was in front of me. he smelled heavily of whiskey.

"h-hello." i replied. the man gave me a smile. his teeth were all rotted. tyler, where are you?

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