døg/rabbit~~tysh/jøshler fic

Care Full

It was like when I was first emitted to Pilotsview. I had no freedom; the moved me back into a room with no windows and no Joshua. There was no radio, or notebook, or anything. Just four empty walls with a bed that strapped me down in the center, and a darkened mirror that protected the doctors and nurses who continuously walked in and out of the bland room, writing things on clipboards and poking at different areas of my body.

Melanie told me Dr.Urie was lying. Josh was real. I didn't believe it for a while, but then I realized I didn't care. I forced myself not to care. Blurry forced me.

You don't care about Joshua. He could die tomorrow, he could live to be 100.

You don't care, Tyler.

Blurry was right. I shouldn't care, and eventually, I didn't. Joshua Dun meant nothing to me.

Yet nothing prepared me for the change. I was still strapped to the bed; I had been since the incident. The door clicked open, and I was expecting another stabbing and jabbing sessions from a bored-looking nurse, when I peeked to see bright, messy hair.

"Tyler."

It should have been a cute, heart-warming, moment. It should have been a scene from a rom-com, where he embraced me, and I cried and we kissed with tongue and passion.

But it was far from that.

I started squirming in the constraints as the man continued to step forward.

"Stop. Get away from me."

Josh's face never faultered; he just kept walking toward me.

"Tyler, I-"

"No. Stop. Stop it." I continued to freak out, fidgeting even more as Josh stood no more than two feet away from me.

The man's eyes roamed over mine, and stayed there. I felt my heart rate quicken (not out of love and excitement either, more like fear and anxiety) as our eyes wrestled each other; our irises and pupils quickly scanning each other's souls.

"Listen Tyler, I-"

I couldn't listen to the bullshit dripping from the stranger's lips.

"FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU JOSHUA! GET OUT OF HERE! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FUCKING PSYCHO!"

I screamed and thrashed around and tried my best to cause as much noise and ruckus as possible, awaiting for security to be called and have them drag the man out by his fucking elbows.

"Tyler... you don't m-mean that." the stutter made me angrier for some reason.

"What? Did the fucking therapists script you to say that too? Fuck you, you insensitive prick." Every word dripped with bottled up anger over the past twenty-something years of my waste of a life, along with my pure determination to hate Joshua Dun.

"Listen to me Tyler. I need to tell you something. I want to tell you that I-"

"You love me? You've always loved me? You never meant to hurt me? Yeah, well guess what, dude? It's too fucking late for that bullshit." I seethed with anger and felt my veins pulsing.

"No I-"

"Save it, you asshole. Get out!" I screamed the last words, not wanting to hear his sorry excuse of an apology.

Finally, some doctors came in and asked Josh to leave. He obliged, but looked at me with droopy eyes, like he was saying goodbye.

So, I shouted at him, "Goodbye, Joshua."

His face dropped even more as he replied, "Goodbye, Tyler."

The doctors closed the door and came over to me with a syringe.

I didn't even flinch when I felt the sharp needle penetrate my flesh and enter my vein.

I didn't care about Joshua. I didn't care that he left. I didn't care that he had said goodbye.

-  -  -

"Tyler, Tyler wake up."

I let my eyes barely open as Dr. Martinez continued to shake my arm.

"What is it?" I asked, groggily and nonchalantly, complete opposite to Melanie's more panicked, alert tone.

"Tyler. Josh...left. He quit Pilotsview. I'm-I'm so sorry."

I'd be lying if I said my heart didn't break a little bit from the words. Was that what he was trying to tell me? That he was leaving? Is that why he said goodbye?

Blurry interrupted before I could respond to her.

You don't care, remember Tyler? You don't care about Joshua anymore. Tell Melanie that you don't care.

"I don't care." I responded, my facial expression not changing.

There was a silence in the room as I waited from the nurse with crazy hair to reply.

"I-I-"

"Listen, Mel. Just go. I'm fine. I'm really tired from the drugs they gave me and I just want to sleep."

I closed my eyes, and waited for Melanie to leave. After a while, I heard quiet footsteps and then the door locking into place as it closed.

I held back tears and tried to sleep.

I don't care.

I don't care.
(I Dun-Care)

I fell asleep, with a picture of Josh on my eyelids thinking;

I care.

LMAO SORRY THIS SUCKS !! AND SORRY THIS IS REALLY SHORT !! AND GROSS !! SORRY !!