Depression is Fun

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I am so worthless, no wonder no one cares about me. As I turn on the water to drown out my sobs, I cut a deep gash down my leg and wince as I see that I cut to the bone. I'm obviously the one with no talent. I'm not good enough for anyone. Especially not him. I watch the blood go down the shower drain. I hear the door open but I can hardly see. My vision is spotty and I feel dizzy. I see Ty-

"Josh," I must have spaced out. Tyler is sitting next to me in a black leather chair. "are you okay?" He asked, obviously worried. "Uh-yea, uhm... what's going on?" I lied, trying to stay calm. "We were just in an interview, you were silent the entire time." He says, staring at me with big, worried eyes.

"I don't know what happened." I lie once again. I just want to leave.

"Yes you do."

"I spaced out. I-I-I've been spacing out a lot more lately during interviews. Can we just talk about this later?"

***Tyler's POV***
We sit on me and Jenna's hotel room bed together, I demanded that we'd talk about everything that has been going on.

"You're not okay Josh. I think you have depression or something. Can we please get you help?"

"I'm fine."

"Even the fans have noticed, you're getting sadder during concerts and interviews. Also, what about the other night?"

"Don't you dare bring that up." He says this shakily, he's clearly trying not to cry. "Why wouldn't I be sad. I'm worthless."

I scoot closer to him and put my arm around him. "Josh, you're not worthless. You add so much to this band and all of our fans lives!"

"I wish." Josh simply puts as a tear rolls down his face.

**AUTHORS NOTE**

Sorry this chapter was so short. I felt like that was a good place to stop it. I'll try to update this story a lot and although no one's reading it yet, I hope that'll change!

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