•TwentyEight•

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Tyler's PoV

I woke tired, my body was drained from the night before. It wasn't exactly a wild night but it was fun. The reasons why I woke up was that my phone kept buzzing and bleeping I'm my pocket

It was probably Debby.

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What the fuck

I inhaled slightly, slinking out of Josh's arms and grabbing my spare pair of jeans, slipping them on.

Holy fuck, how did they find out

I clicked on snapchat and saw Petes

What. The. Fuck

"I'm not gay"

"Hm?" Patrick moaned from behind me but I was too busy running out the door

"I'm not gay Im no-"

My body hit the floor fast and hard, the pain dragging out slightly and I craned my neck up to see Gee on the floor in running shorts

I pushed myself up and grabbed him up too, hearing a "thanks" before I started running again, I needed to get too my house and get my things, I needed to go somewhere, away

Anywhere would help

I was too stuck in the thoughts to realise the tears flooding down my cheeks, they burned them and made them tinge with regret. I didn't want to regret Josh

I loved him
But I couldn't be gay
I wasn't

I opened the door quickly hopping in, locking it behind me

I sprinted upstairs, packing my bag with t-shirts and jumpers, anything and everything

Once I had everything I turned to my ukulele. I never told anyone about it, it meant a lot.

I grabbed it and began to leave.

I opened the door and peered outside, locking the door behind me. I'd go to the park and stay there

I quickly strode to the pavement, ukulele in hand, I left Josh a note on the table

I forgot what I put already I had a shitty memory like that

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It was night, kind of cold. I didn't mind it was just the quiet

I was sat on a swing, there was one next to me

My phone was dead, I didn't really think this through. I dug my own grave of fate and I guess I've gotta lay in it now

I sat there for a while, pondering

"You can't run forever you know"

A familiar voice took the swing next to me. I looked over seeing Gerard, I met him a few hours after Josh had after school

"I know, it's kind of shit at the moment Gee"

"Life is shit, you just gotta get up and find your place"

"I don't have a place, I have a name and a reputation. I don't have a home, I practically don't have parents, I have a bo-"

I paused

"Josh thinks you're dead, you know" Gerard swung his legs back and forward a little

I couldn't say anything.

"I am. I'm nothing"

"It's not worth killing yourself you know"

I closed my eyes looking down, strangling my cries

"Go back home, he's waiting" Gee stood up and walked away

I nodded, getting up

I began walking down the streets, it was cold quiet, ally ways littered the place

"Hey, Homo"

I turned round to be greeted with a metal bat strung across my face. I hit the ground wailing, I then clambered up. Another crack whipped across my face, I couldn't see, I couldn't breathe

Cracks, commenced all over my body, pain struck throughout

I pleaded for them too stop but they didn't

They kept going

The surface was cold, one more hit was all I could take but it never came.

I was left

Joshua fucking Dun, I love you

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