(A/N: I s2g. I can't spell. Bye.)
Josh sobbed louder, trying to speak but the only thing that came out was a pitiful sob.
Tyler slowly lifted his hands up and wrapped them around Josh, gripping onto his back. Josh held Tyler for as long as he could.
Tyler dug his face into Josh's shoulder, crying on him. Josh swallowed and stopped crying, the tears still streaming. "T-tyler..." Josh hiccuped, pulling him away and looking into his eyes. "Stay with me, okay? Be strong." Tyler quickly nodded his head, trying to open his eyes more.
He stopped breathing and passed out from blood loss, falling limply onto Josh.
Josh blinked and stood up, carrying Tyler, holding him closely.
He turned to get another look at the man, but he was gone. The blood remained but his corpse was... gone. Josh squinted his eyes and turned around again, walking out of the forest with Tyler close to his chest. Carefully avoiding the roots, he reached the end of the forest.
He walked inside Tylers house and set his on the couch, placing a pillow behind his head.
He stared at Tyler for a moment and reached down, awkwardly grabbing onto Tylers shirt and taking it off. He placed it on the ground and looked at Tylers wound, the blood still coming out of it.
He rushed to the kitchen and, again, brought out a cloth that was damp with warm water. Josh dabbed the blood off, being careful not to wake Tyler as he faintly began to snore.
Josh sighed, relieved to hear Tylers breathing again. He lifted the bloody cloth up and marched into the kitchen, throwing it into the sink.
He looked around and thought, where would the bandag- oh yeah. In the washroom. Josh turned and entered the washroom, opening the mirror cabinet and fumbling around.
Josh pulled out the roll of bandages and walked back to where Tyler was, kneeling down and pulling the bandage off of the roll slowly.
He put it on Tylers wound and wrapped it around his stomach, leading it back to his side and around his back. Tyler shifted around and Josh glanced up at him, seeing him still sleeping.
Josh sighed in relief as he continued to bandage Tylers wound. He pulled the last stand around him and ripped he peice off of the roll, setting it down, sticking the end of the bandage under another peice, making sure it would stay wrapped around Tyler properly.
Josh wiped his forehead as he stood up, sitting down on the sofa not too far from the couch Tyler was laying on.
Josh watched Tylers stomach lift and drop with each steady breath he took. Josh smiled and looked down at his hands, which he didn't realize were soaked in blood.
He grimaced and stood up, walking into the washroom. He washed his hands thoroughly and sighed, looking at himself in the mirror.
Who was that man, anyways? Tyler was saying something about a "message man"? Was he right? Who knew.
Josh looked down and walked back into the living room to see Tylers eyes slowly lift open. Josh leaned over the couch and looked at him, raising an eyebrow. Tyler sat up and looked at his chest, seeing he had no shirt on.
Tylers eyes moved down towards his rib cage, where the bandage was.
Tyler looked up at Josh. "Did yo-" Tyler coughed, stopping in mid sentence. "Did you bandage me up?" He asked, poking his side.
Josh nodded, tears coming to his eyes. He walked around the couch and sat across from Tyler. "Thanks." Tyler said simply, his eyes not even moving from his bandage.
Josh scooted forward and pulled Tyler towards him, hugging him tightly. Tyler winced, his wound throbbing.
But, he hugged Josh back anyways. Josh pulled away and looked at Tyler closely. "You're welcome. " silence fell in the room once again, making them feel awkward.
Josh let his hands fall from Tylers arms as he put them on his lap.
"You almost died, yaknow." Josh said, looking up at Tyler.
Tyler layed back."I know. If it wasn't for you, I'd be dead."
Josh grinned, "Yeah... so, anyways. Who was that guy?"
Josh said, hoping Tyler wouldn't say the same thing he said the other times. Tyler quickly sat up again, terror in his eyes.
"Josh, we don't talk about him any more. He might come back." Josh sighed "not again, Tyler. Don't tell me..." he trailed off as Tyler crawled towards Josh, pointing a finger in front of Josh's face.
"We don't talk about the message man, Josh. He knows. He knows when we talk about him." Tyler whispered eerily.
