trapdoor//joshler {completed}

chapter one

the next day, tyler got up at roughly the same time as the night before and put on the same hoodie. his dreams late at night always bother him, and always left him petrified. he hates the way he lived.

he watched feet dragged him to the same place he went before. the same cemetery, the same tombstone.

the same person.

joshua william dun.

he thought.

he was my age.

tyler thought it might look a little odd to others, just a boy in a cemetery wearing a skeleton jacket, sitting on the tombstone of a boy who died ten years before at four in the morning.

not to mention, he didn't even know this guy.

"hey, uh, joshua." he spoke. "dang, ten years ago. that's a long time. a lot has happened since then."

"you're probably wondering why i, a guy who never even talked to- or even met- you is even talking to you. especially since you're, you know, dead." he sighed.

"this is kinda weird. i'm not even sure why i'm talking to you. i don't know, josh. can i call you that? josh? okay. well, i just need someone to talk to. pathetic, right? a silly guy talking to someone who's already dead and rotten, someone who won't even respond to what i'm saying."

he sighed again, "sorry, i just- i don't have friends. i don't know if you could tell."

tyler looked at all the other graves around josh's and noticed all of them had at least one single flower next to them. he wondered why josh didn't have any.

"it sucks. why did someone your age have to die so early? you were only eighteen, josh."

tyler shifted his sitting position a little and thought out loud, "sometimes i actually want to die at this age. sometimes, i just think it's not really worth it to live any longer. i've been alive for eighteen years. i've been to disney world. what else do i need to do?

but, then i think about where i would go if i did die this young. i'd probably just end up here, in a small casket. i'm claustrophobic, josh. i couldn't do that.

and sometimes i ponder what other people would think if i were dead. and by other people, i mean my mom and my sister. my dad and my brother's don't really care. they haven't talked to me since i told them that i'm gay..."

he felt tears come to his eyes, but quickly wiped them away even if no one could see.

"i miss the rap battles zack and i used to have. we even wrote a song together. well, more than one. i think we made a couple."

he sniffed and looked up at the sun that was rising.

"well, it was nice talking to you, josh. i have to go to work in a couple of hours so i'm gonna go take a shower and stuff. i've been outside for awhile. though, you've been outside longer than me, haha."

he rolled his eyes at his lame joke. "sorry, josh. i'll probably come back, though. if you don't mind."

tyler smiled and waved as he walked away from josh's tombstone, and out the graveyard.