Don't Leave Me Alone (Tyler Joseph Fan fiction)

No Body Thinks What You Think :// Chapter One

Tyler's Point of view//:

You're fine.

I hear my head whispering into my weak little mind over and over again. The endless conversation between me and my mind rages on. He doesn't ever leave me alone, it's like he's part of me. 

I am.

 Blank sheets of paper are sprawled out all over the table in front of me. I close my eyes and let the tears fall from my eyes with no control. I lay my head down in my arms and slowly start sobbing until there is noting left to let out. It's funny how we let emotions get the best of us, we let them control us, break us down, kill us. I lift my head out of my black skeleton jacket and stair out at the snow for a few minutes. 

Every snowflake is different, they all fall and hit the ground only to melt a few days later, but somehow they still stick together, not one snowflake is alone. I want the world to fall apart, I want the world to go completely still and for everything to just stop. Only a car or two drives by every few minutes.

The lights in the coffee shop dim as the woman at the desk turns them off. A woman with a plain apron and a crimson colored logo on the front. I put on the same fake smile I put on for everyone, and nod at her when she walks by my table. "Sorry, sir, but we have to close up for the night." I hear her almost mutter. I sit there for a few minutes, gathering up my thoughts, then I stand up and simply walk out the door. I watch the lights completely go off in the shop as I sit down on the curb next to it. 

His red eyes bore into my mine, they can see ever single thought I have, it's as if he can see straight through me. Who is he? And why does he want me dead? I can feel him start to take control over my thoughts, tears start to come quicker, my mind starts to speed up, I can feel my heart start beating at a mile a minute. You are fine. You are fine. You are fine. His dark raspy voice whispers into my mind, making me throw away of the thoughts I had before. 

I can picture what he has done to me, what he's done to my mind. If everything that goes on in my head was visible from the outside, I wonder if people would be so nice to me, I wonder if people would even talk to me. Why would they? If they saw who you really are, they would never want to - My phone makes a loud drum noise interrupting Blurryface. But I still get what he was trying to say, if people saw my mind, no one would talk to me.

I let it ring a few times before I pick it up. "Hey, T-t-tyler." His breathing is heavy and his voice is short and choppy, somethings not right. 

"Hey, you okay Jishwa?" I hear him take a deep breath then breath it out shakily. 

"T-t-the lad-d-der fell and..." I cut him off knowing exactly what he is talking about. 

"Tree house?" I hear a slight yes, and respond with "Okay I'll be there in a few minutes." The slick ice on the road makes it hard to run on. I feel the tears start to trail off as he slowly starts to make his way into my head again.  

A/N:

I am sorry for such a short chapter, all of the other ones will be much longer. 

Stay alive friends ||-//