Tyler's p.o.v
"Why Tyler?" Alex asked, grasping my arm and examining it. "I couldn't make my - myself stop!" I exclaimed for the hundredth time. Mitch was sitting beside me now, his arm around my shoulder. I had my knees to my chest with my arms around them and my head buried in them. "I tried so hard alex." I whispered. "I don't understand" Mitch said, sighing. My stomach growled again, making me groan. "What're we gonna do?" Mitch asked, sighing again. I grabbed my bag, opening it and fumbling before finding a packet of soothers (IDK if the us has them I'm in the uk) and popping one in my mouth. Alex loiked at me confused. "Why are you eating that?" She asked. "It doesn't feel like I have eaten but I have." I explained. "Smart" she remarked. I realised how late it was when I started to yawn.
"It's late, we should probably all sleep." Mitch suggested. Alex nodded and I stayed quiet. "Alright. Tyler, i'll get you some blankets and you can sleep here, Angel, you know where you're going." Mitch said, standing up. I stayed sat on the couch watching them both leave. A couple minuites later Mitch came back with the blankets. "Night Tyler." He said. "Night, Mitch." I replied.
A/N
I know this isn't much and also looks a bit unfinished but I felt like I needed to post something. I haven't had the time to write because I've been super stressed. This was written months ago so I apologize for any spelling errors because my writing has improved since this.
