anti-hero// joshler

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i wake up and look through the living room window. 

i wipe the fog off the window from the rain.

it's seven am. joshua's not home.

-

i wake up again and look through the living room window.

the sun comes into my living room.

it's eleven am. joshua's not home.

-

i wake up again and look through the living room window.

i look at his trailer. close to mine. but not close enough. 

it's two pm. joshua's home.

he's standing on his front porch, smoking, i think. it's hard to tell.

i want to walk over, say hello, and apologize.

but i can't. do it.

-

"good afternoon, tyler and joshua," ashley says as they walk in.

"he's not here," i reply. 

"oh are you going over then?"

"no."

"did you just get back?"

"no."

"you didn't go over, did you?"

"no."

"go over there. it's literally killing you. i can see it all over your face."

"i don't know how," i want to pick at my shirt until it falls apart.

"two options. go over, apologize without the trauma information or you give the information. that's it tyler."

"god. this is hard," i wipe my face with my sleeve.

"i believe in you."

"thank you."

a/n: sorry i was gonna update yesterday and then i watched bluey and forgot