Better Off Dead Then With Dun -Joshler

Chapter Nine

Slight smut ahead!

When Tyler was younger, he'd loved the thought of parties.

But now he's in the year where hot masses of bodies flood into houses to get high, pissed and go knows what, he was scared.

No, he was petrified.

Josh began dragging him to them every Saturday night, and the common Sunday bash.

Josh was always drunk, Tyler always looked after him. He loved him and his flaws but what they had was kind of weird. It was secret. It wasn't like a normal relationship.

It only had the things that you'd do alone in it.

The night had dragged on, Tyler was the only sober there apart from the familiar face of the guy earlier who talked senselessly to Ty.

Josh was becoming extremely jealous, but he refused to do anything for his reputation.

Until, the guy turned to Tyler once again, but this time kissing him on the lips.

Tyler pushed him off, shaking his head but before he could say anything, large hands and pushed him away against a wall.

Yelling and swearing where the only thing that he could make under the booming music. Tyler looked up, his gaze finally becoming crystal clear. Josh had him pinned against the wall, yelling, And yelling. But what happened next shocked Ty.

Josh had stopped yelling, he just stared into his eyes. Like he had fallen in love.

Ty clambered up, feeling like everything in him had torn apart inside of him.

Their faces got closer, Josh's red hair entwining with the other guys. Josh's lips almost touched the other guys, which finally slammed into them. Of course the other guy pushed him off but Josh moaned after his reaction.

Tyler couldn't believe it.

"Fuck you! Fuck you all! You pissed panseys!"

But of course he couldn't say anything to Josh because of his "reputation"

They both looked towards him, Josh looked guilty and the other guy gulped.

What does panseys even mean?

Tyler stormed out of the house bumping into a couple which where making out. They both looked distraught as one spat "Faggot" at him.

He heard thudding footsteps behind him, his name being yelled as he trotted into the cool air, music getting quieter and quieter.

He flailed his legs out as he swished his arms around as he mumbled song lyrics.

Almost like he was skipping

You're fucking crazy kid! I'm ashamed to be your other self

"Tyler please, that was nothing! I was just being intimidating!" The all too familiar voice yelled

Tyler jumped to a stop twisted round, and glared in silence. He licked his lips, walking close, keeping his body hovering.

He looked down on Josh physically, but mentally everyone had looked up.

"Talk to me when you tell the school your gay. Maybe then we can be an actual couple. You hurt me Josh, but you also are the one that keeps me alive. At first I thought you was a stupid jock but you have something special in you. The night when I was beaten up for the first time, you kissed me on the forhead. You showed to me that you loved me!"

Tyler was practically crying now, he'd stepped away, cradling his head before throwing his body weight forward again, pointing his long finger towards Josh,

"You need to grow the fuck up! You're not going to be the fucking queen of the school forever. So, here's the question Josh. Me or your stupid fucking reputation? I'm calling Brendon, you can get a cab home or something. Oh, not to mention you've just kissed ANOTHER FUCKING GUY TI BE FUCKING 'INTIMIDATING'? Fuck you Josh"

That was harsh you selfish prick

BlurryFace was right, Josh was crying too, shaking his head like a lost puppy.

"L-let me com-"

"Josh. Please don't cry in-"

"Tyl-er please! I love you" Josh was stumbling towards him, grabbing for his body.

"You're drunk. Go home, I'll call a cab" Tyler hugged him, he felt terrible. He felt stupid and horrible, he was going throw up his insides.

Ty glanced over his shoulder, a group of girls strutted over to them. They spat out their gum.

Ty grabbed Josh's arm and dragged him away down the pavement but the girls kept following. Josh looked back and pulled Tyler forwards.

"A'ght we want you and you to play spin the bottle with us, but thing is there isn't a bottle. We just kiss you!" One of them clapped as they eye'd the boys lips

"I'll go first then" Josh spat as he turned to Tyler, holding back his hiccups and splutters.

Josh's hands grabbed Tyler's hips furiously, pulling him forwards, hovering their torsos for a second.

"WHAT THE FU-"

Their bodies meshed together, their mouths going at each other, the taste of vodka on Josh's tongue complimented the Coke Tyler had been drinking. They grabbed at each other's bodies before Josh threw Tyler up on his hips, throwing a middle finger up at the group of girls.

Frustrated screams came from them as they muttered gay slurs and sped off, Tyler broke away their contact, still having his legs around Josh, he caressed his cheek.

"You're not off the hook yet" Tyler mumbled slightly, laughing with a stern look

And he wasn't, he really hurt Tyler. He wanted to blame it on the vodka but he couldn't help think that Josh didn't want him. Tyler continued to beat himself up, he was useless after all.

I'm sorry if this is all over the place