Gøne :Twenty Øne Piløts Fanfic

1: This is just another attempt to make the voices stop

A/N: This is my first time writing a story, so please tell me any corrections. I'm only going to post one chapter and then if you guys want me to continue, let me know in the comments and I will. **Trigger Warning** in this chapter there is self harm and swearing, if you are triggered easily please do not read, there will be a summary at the end of this chapter. I hope this goes well. Stay Alive |-/

___________________________(Tyler's Point Of View)

Tyler hates being alone, especially at night. He says everything goes gray and red. As he lays on his bed he whispers "stop", shaking his head violently, in attempt to make the voices stop. With no luck, he slowly stood, wiping the tears away from his red burning eyes. The blade he hides underneath his desk is now in his hand and his back is against the wall.

Do it. Cut already or are you too weak Tyler?

The tears were now streaming down his already tear-stained checks. There was multiple fresh cuts on his wrist. Tyler looked around the spinning room before he blacked out.
With a jolt of pain, Tyler is awake, he was in his bed now and when he saw his wrist he thought "Not again."

wow Tyler, you actually listened to me.

"Shut up!"

Don't worry that will never happen unless we revisit that night in the bathroom.

"No"

Tyler turned on his phone to see it was the first day of school well, in four and a half hours school would be starting.

"I should skip school. But Josh won't be happy." He thought.

Josh wouldn't care, haven't you figured it out yet it's all an act Tyler. No one cares about you. You're so stupid it's hilarious.

"Stop saying my name!"

*Flashback*
Tears were staining Tyler's skin and clothes as he ran into the digest to his treehouse. As he climbed through the door his tears abruptly stopped and turned to a scream. There was another person in the treehouse with him.

Tyler tried to take in every detail, as he sat recoiled in his corner. The boy eyes shot open and he winced at the pain from a headache when Tyler screamed. The boy had red hair, black gauges, a nose ring, but one thing stuck out the most, he had a black eye.

It was new, just starting to swell and turn purple, Tyler had quickly looked down when he saw the boy's mocha eyes staring at him. While the boy extended his hand to Tyler, who was in the corner with his knees to his chest, he said

"My name is Josh..."

"Tyler" he said slowly and nervously shaking Josh's hand.

After a moment of silence, Josh gave Tyler a longing look stopping at his wrist.

"Shit" Tyler thought as he glanced down to see he was still in his short sleeve shirt. 

Without any hesitation Josh's sleeve was halfway rolled up and multiple scars were shown, Josh did this in attempt to let this other boy know he wasn't alone. After Josh left Tyler took a price of paper out of his pocket notebook and wrote a note in his messy hand writing.

"Tyler Joseph (guy in treehouse at 4:00 am) text me if you want at 258-779-3223"
*End Flashback* 
___________________________Ok so here is the first chapter, please tell me if you want me to continue the story.

Summary:
Tyler spends to much time listening to the voice inside his head also known as his demon and does something he will regret, also we are told how Tyler and Josh met.