tyler: hi camryn
camryn: tyler?
tyler: that's my name, don't wear it out
camryn: ugh quit being such a dad
tyler: i will never stop making dad jokes
camryn: but you're not even a dad
tyler: i will be one day
tyler: i'm practicing
camryn: you're a nerd
tyler: yeah kinda
i set my phone down and laughed. i imagine what camryn's thinking right about now.
she's thinking you're a fucking loser.
no she's not, she likes me.
who ever said that? nobody likes you tyler, it's a thing you have.
that's not true.
it's not? then why did jen leave you? and all the rest of your friends? i wouldn't be surprised if josh got into that accident on purpose. to get away from you.
i think about it for a moment, almost in shock.
he's right.
nobody likes me.
nobody ever has.
i walk to the kitchen sink, and slump down beside the cupboard. i open and grab my blade. for some reason, i've always hidden them under the kitchen sink.
i take a long look at my arm, covered in scars. some standing out more than others, some long, and some short.
but there's one scar that's the most prominent. i promised josh that i would never open that scar again.
"tyler?" josh walked into the kitchen, home early from work. i had just made a cut, but i went to deep, and blood was spilling everywhere.
"oh my god, tyler," i looked up at josh with droopy eyes, and he ran towards me.
"i-i'm sorry. i-it was b-blurry, he-he wouldn't leave. he said he-he would le-leave if i did thi-this," i hiccuped.
"you're gonna be alright i promise," he put a damp towel over the open wound, and i cried out.
"now, promise me that this won't happen again?" josh asked.
"i can't promise you that," i looked down, ashamed.
"well, at least promise me that this certain scar, will never be re-opened," he stuck his pink out.
i linked my pinky with his,"i promise."
looking at the scar now i was upset.
upset that i had made that promise, because i would do anything to be able to open it right now.
who cares about his stupid promise.
i do.
i sliced into a different scar, re-opening the marks on my wrist. the blood started spilling out, and i hissed in pain.
it was satisfying. watching the red fluid spill out, and feeling the cool metal against my skin.
and i did it again.
and again.
and again.
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Fanfiction:.:tyler joseph AU:.: colors are an amazing thing. an importance in life even. if you're as happy as you can be, then you'll see all of the colors. the more depressed and unhappy you become, the less colors you see. and i only see one color. |(...
