*trigger warning, this chapter contains self harm. please don't read this if you'll do something you regret, stay alive for me. also, you're gonna want some tissues.*
Tyler Joseph:
(Your point of view)
You couldn't take it anymore.
All of your emotions had gone south, leaving you drowned out in sorrow. All you could think about was how you let him go. How stupid you were to think that just for a second things would work out with him. He was your world. But you clearly weren't his. He didn't love you like you loved him. He didn't need you. He didn't want you, he'll never want you.
Your thoughts were overwhelming. They took over your body. The demons inside of you were winning. It's as if those dark thoughts make you walk to your bathroom, and pull out the one thing you haven't touched since you met him; your blade.
The cool metal slices your soft skin, tearing the skin, allowing blood to seep through. You continue painting the cuts onto your wrist as if it was your canvas.
The tears roll down your cheeks. You're unable to stop them, continuously sobbing. You couldn't take it. Everything seemed like it was too much.
Blood was running down your arm. Yet you didn't stop. Not one second did you think about anyone. All you thought was that the world would be better off without you.
His voice rings through your house.
"Y/N?" he calls. You can hear his footsteps coming down the hall, into your room.
In panic, you drop your blade. It falls to the tile flooring, leaving a small sound behind.
"Are you in there?" the voice calls again.
You meant to stay quiet, and make him think you weren't home. But a sob escaped your lips, letting him know where you were.
"Y/N-" he begins, cutting himself off after opening the door, seeing what you were doing.
"Babe, no!" he exclaims, rushing around your bathroom for a towel. Tears immediately ran down his face, all he was thinking about was how he wasn't there for you when you needed him most.
Your vision was cloudy, getting blurrier as the time passed.
Tyler wraps the towel around your arm, in attempt to make the blood stop. He sits there, next to you, holding the towel tightly as he sobs into your shoulder.
Josh pulls out his phone and calls an ambulance, his voice cracking as he speaks.
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Your eyes begin to open, your head is pounding and your vision is a bit blurry.You notice you're in a hospital gown, with bandages on your arm. However the bandages didn't seem to be helping; drenched with blood, they were practically useless.
"Y/N? Oh my lord, are you okay?" Josh asks, holding your cold, pale hand.
"I'm only okay when I have you," you whisper, looking into his eyes.
"I'm so sorry. I love you," he says, tearing up as he caresses your cheek, watching you shakily breathe.
"I'm sorry," you say, smiling mourningly. You knew it was your time to leave this world, you felt ready. You didn't want to leave him, but you felt as though he didn't need you. He deserved to move on.
The monitor's once steady beeping becomes a flat note.
"No Y/N, come back to me!" he says, raising his voice.
You let out your last breath, before drifting off into your peaceful, forever sleep.
"I'm coming. I'll see you in heaven, angel. I'm coming soon," he chokes out.
He sits there. Motionless. Tears rolling down his cheeks. His world had just left him. You were the one he needed.
If only he had realized that sooner.
When Tyler came home that night, he felt completely empty inside. He lost his one and only love. He lost his world, his everything, his reason to live. He wanted you back. Oh, how he'd give anything to have you back. He knew how to get you back. He'd come with you.
Tyler opened his medicine cabinet, grabbing a random contained of pills. He swallows them, then sits on the ground and waits for the effects. His vision has gone completely black, and his breathing was becoming slow and painful.
He needed you.
He was going to get you, even if taking his own life was the only way.
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Fanfictionsome cute lil preferences about our sunshines, tyjo and jishwa. (requests are open, hmu) - im aware that tyler is married, this is just for your entertainment purposes. no hate.