spooky // joshler

eight

somewhat long chapter bc i got carried away and didn't wanna stop writing,,

tyler's pov

you're worthless

no im not.

don't try to deny it. you can say no all you want but you never have a reason why. why are you worth something

shut up..

you've known me long enough to know that won't work

shut up shut up shut up!

and josh, he only talks to you because he pities you

"stop!" i screamed. he did. my vision was blurred as tears ran down my face. a few slipped off my face and onto my bed, making patterns with the little wet spots. my mom had the night shift and my dad was who knows where, so my screaming hadn't disturbed anybody but the neighbors. my phone buzzed. i looked over at my alarm clock. it was 3am and somebody was texting me? i grabbed my phone with a shaky hand, the bright screen hurting my eyes.

jishwa: hello!! im sorry for bothering u at 3am but im just bored and i thought there was a small chance u were up

jishwa: by the way if u are up ill frickin kill u because u should be sleeping

lilbeanboy: im kimdw a waje

my hands were shaking too much to type correctly. the tears added on an extra challenge, my sights as good as a blind bat's.

jishwa: ty you okay??

lilbeanboy: no

jishwa: can i come over

jishwa: im coming over

lilbeanboy: jish ita 3sm whu

jishwa: im gonna hug u

lilbeanboy: whst iff u eake uo my oarentd

jishwa: you've already told me your mom works at night and so does your dad

lilbeanboy: address is 2223 plane street

i made sure to type that carefully so there wasn't any typos in the address. i wasn't sure why i told him where i live, but the idea of him coming over and hugging me comforted me and terrified me.

he's gonna think you're some freak

frick off blurry

when you're around him im gone. i don't like him. get rid of him. stop talking to him.

more and more insults to josh were screamed in my head.

knocking. loud, frantic knocking.

josh

i ran to the front door, unlocking it and slowly opening it. it suddenly burst open, along with josh, who immediately wrapped his arms around me. i sobbed into his shoulder, holding onto him for dear life. i was suddenly lifted off the ground.

"what-"

"shush. which one is your room?"

i couldn't hold back a smile as i pointed to the room at the end of the hall. i was quietly protesting him carrying me but he only put me down to set me on my bed. the blue haired boy sat across from me, his head slightly tilted and looking at me with sad puppy dog eyes.

"what's wrong?" his voice was soothing. i felt blurryface retreat to the farthest parts of my mind. i didn't really know what to say, so i just shrugged.

"tyler. please tell me." his voice was serious yet worried. i almost wanted to keep shrugging just to hear it again.

should i tell him about blurryface?

"dunno. just felt sorta worthless and there was a voice in my head saying you didn't like me and i have no purpose and-" i was cut off by josh hugging me once again. i realized i started crying once again.

"tyler. nobodys worthless. you may not realize it now but everybody in life has a purpose, big or small, change the world or not, but everyone has a purpose eventually. and tell whatever voice in your head that i do like you. ive known you for like, two weeks and you're my bestest friendest ever, alright?"

i was shocked. with no idea what to say, i nodded and let out a weak "yea".

that night i realized i could probably trust josh with my life.

this authors note is to make this chapter 666 words