Goodbye - Twenty One Pilots - COMPLETED

Part Three

Josh POV

I woke up and saw that Tyler was no where to be seen. I looked at his bed and saw that there was a note left there. Scribbled in his writing. I read it and tears began to fall from my eyes. This can't be happening. This has to be a sick dream. I ran out of my hotel room and began to pound on Marks door.

He opened the door and I shoved the letter in his face.

He pulled me into his room and I saw that the news was on.

"Breaking news. Twenty one pilots lead singer Tyler Joseph has been pronounced dead this morning. He was found under the Greyline Bridge. The cause of his death is more than likely suicide. Our thoughts and prayers are with his family and friends. We will have more on this story later." The news reporter read out.

Mark then got a phone call confirming that Tyler had passed away early this morning.

I fell to ground in floods of tears.

" I should have noticed that something was wrong yesterday. I am an awful friend. All of this was my fault." I said.

" You can't blame yourself. This was no ones fault. No one could have predicted this." Mark told me.

I wiped away my tears and stood up slowly.

"Do you think we should stop the band?" I asked Mark.

"It would probably be the best idea." He said.

I went onto twitter and told the fans that all tours are cancelled. The responses were insane. Most people were asking if Tyler is really dead and the rest were asking if everything was alright.

I then put on all social media.

Sadly we had the news earlier that Tyler had passed away. In respect of Tyler the band will no longer continue. It has been great whilst it lasted. Thanks to all our fans for supporting us over all of the years. Please be respectful of Tylers family. Thanks again for all your support.

Josh Dun

It pained me to write this but it was for the best.

I just can't believe he is really gone. My best friend. Just like that he was gone.

I left Marks room and went into my hotel room.

This was all of your fault. You killed him. You made him jump. You pusned him over the edge.

"Who are you." I asked the voice in my head.

My names blurryface and I care what you think.