twenty one pilots one shots

One Lonely Visitor

A/N: Another sad Joshler y'all sorryyyy

People involved: Tyler and Josh (obviously since I just said this was a sad Joshler).

Warning(s): Sadness, loneliness

I'm pretty sure I was breaking the speed limit that night as I was rushing to my house.

The words on the screen were flashing everywhere.

im at ur house rn

i dont plan to stay for long

but i hope u will be able to catch me

Tears threatened me the moment I read those messages.

He hasn't texted me since our falling out almost two months ago.

Perhaps he wants to talk again and work things out, maybe even get back together?

Or perhaps he planned on yelling at me and cussing me out.

I shook my head.

Doesn't matter. I've just gotta catch him.

~

I jumped out of my car before I could even park in the driveway.

I ran inside, fumbling with my keys and getting frustrated when I couldn't find the right one.

Maddie must've heard me, since she unlocked the door and opened it for me.

"Is Josh here?" I asked, scanning the foyer and the living room.

"You just missed him," Maddie replied. "He said he left something in your room, though."

My heart sank when I learned I had missed Josh, but it rose a bit when Maddie said he had left something.

"Thanks, sis," I said as I walked past her to get to my room.

I opened my door and saw a little piece of paper beside my bed where we used to lie on late nights.

I walked over and picked up the note, seeing my name written on the front of it in Josh's light scrawl.

I unfolded the paper and saw a mess of Josh's handwriting, filling up the entire page.

Dear Tyler,

I'm sorry I'm leaving so early and not letting you get the chance to catch me, but I just didn't know if I could do this face-to-face.

I know that we broke up after our fight a couple months ago, but it was never official, you know?

Not a day goes by that I don't regret our argument just a little bit.

Sometimes it completely overcomes me, leaving me a sobbing mess in my bed.

Sometimes it strikes me like a knife, and I just feel numb after the slicing of remorse.

Either way, I still feel incredibly guilty.

What I did was wrong. I shouldn't have gone out with Debby behind your back.

But when I found out you were also cheating on me with Jenna, I actually felt relieved, despite the fact that my figuring that out ended our relationship.

It made the guilt lessen a bit.

But when you went on that whole spiel about how it wasn't fair for me to have kept my secret, even though you kept yours.

And I got angry.

Now, we're "broken up" and we're both dating the people we were having an affair with.