Chapter seven

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This is exactly the situation I least expected.
Everything before this was fun and games. This was painful. I could not take it mentally or physically.

Firstly, after being examined, it was fair to say that I had broken a few bones. My insides were weak. It pained to breath. All I could feel was my ribs, they felt like they were screaming for help.
Secondly, Twenty One Pilots fans aren't happy when you wreck a concert and almost kill a band member. The words of abuse filled my ears, crushing every other unbroken part of me. I knew that thanks to them, I would never hear the end of it. That even when i die, the twisted things that they say of me will continue.
Finally, Josh. He was in a separate ambulance, paramedics testing his blood pressure and breathing. Luckily, Josh didn't end up as me. He had a broken leg but apart from that escaped the worst. I silently thanked God for that. However, the love of my life, would now also hate me until my dying day. I saved his life, I was repaid with a life of misery and depression. At that moment, I wanted it to end. To just stop living. To end living. Stop trying. But I knew i couldn't. I had to face it.

"WHY DID YOU DO THIS?" I heard from behind me. It was Tyler. He had escaped security and found me. His eyes looked black and cold, matching his attitude currently. "I saw someone... In a mask...th-th-they were cutting the bar to land on Josh" I muttered through the pain. "HOW DARE YOU COVER UP THE FACT YOU ARE A SELFISH AND POOR EXCUSE FOR A HUMAN BEING!" He shouted so loudly I jumped. Tears flooded my face. Tyler Joseph was saying this, to me. "No, t-t-trust me" i cried to him. It pained me on unbelievable levels to witness Tyler act this way to me. "WHO THE HELL WOULD DO THAT THEN?" He roared at Me, making my tears flow heavier, and my heart break even more. But at that moment, God gave me another blessing. Just after Tyler finished speaking, the black shadow of my enemy could be seen trying to sneak unseen out of the back entrance of the concert hall. I raised my finger towards the masked character. "Look" i simply stated. Tyler looked annoyed, but followed my finger. His facial expression turned from anger to shock. He saw.

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I'm back!
So I spent sooo long being fussy over this chapter!
But anyway - hope you like it ❤️
Stay Alive |-/
-Beth ⭐️ (Howell_aboutNo )

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