Mind // Joshler [EDITING]

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josh pov.

i had been trying to get ahold of tyler all week, i even went to his house. nobody answered so i left. maybe he just doesn't like me, i just hope he's okay.

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three days had passed since i went to his house, maybe i should try again today.

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i walked up to the front door and knocked. after about 2 minutes someone opened it.

"hello?" some kids rude voice intruded my ears.

"hey um, is tyler here?" duh josh, it his house.

"yeah." and stared at me awkwardly chewing gum.

"well can i see him?" i said more eager.

"sure." and he moved so i could walk in. he just walked off so i had to find him on my own, i guess.

i looked on the first floor only finding a kitchen, living room, and a bathroom. i went upstairs and knocked.

i heard a few sounds of movement before the door swung open my way.

in front of me was tyler. he had a big navy blue sweater on, sweatpants, and socks. his room was very clean, everything looked in place.

"tyler..."

"josh." his voice was muffled and hidden.

"what happened? you haven't been answering anything. i was worried." i walked in.

he shut the door and looked at me.
i blinked. i didn't know what to say or do or even where to look. "tyler, are you okay?" i said finally.

he shook his head.

and then he broke.

he shattered, he broke, he shook and trembled and everything went quaking and shaking and all of a he wasn't himself anymore, he was just this wreck of skin and bone and tears that couldn't make sense of his own emotions.

he was crying.

i had never seen tyler cry like this before.   

i didn't like seeing tyler cry.

i now noticed tyler had sat on his bedside table, and then, i hugged him.

i didnt know what else to do.

my face fit perfectly in between his shoulder and neck. he was so warm, yet his skin was cold.

the human part of me was saying to hug him and the civilized part of me was saying to tell him that it was okay, so i did both.

"i'll be okay" tyler said as he fell asleep in my arms.