tyler woke up to josh sleeping like a little baby.
"awe."
he softly whispered.
he had remembered that awful nightmare he had.
tyler continued to get lost in his train of thought as josh woke up.
"tyler?"
he quickly sat up.
"yeah?"
a grin spread across tyler's face.
"you're awake?"
josh looked startled.
"yeah why?"
tyler's smile slowly faded away.
"was that not a dream?"
tyler bit his bottom lip.
"no."
josh sighed and looked down.
"what happened?"
josh explained the whole thing.
. .
"so what did he inject me with?"
tyler took a bite out of his sandwich.
"dunno."
josh rested his jaw on his hand.
"do you feel okay?"
josh had a concerned look.
"yeah, yeah. i mean, my head hurts a little, but nothing bad."
tyler weakly smiled
"okay."
josh stood up and turned to the trashcan and dumped his food.
"josh."
tyler's face was green.
"yeah?"
josh was still turned around.
"i dont feel so gre-"
Josh turned to see tyler puking all over the floor.
"oh shit."
josh blurted.
"are you sure you're okay?"
he patted tyler's back.
tyler finished up and sat up against the counter.
"yeah."
he closed his eyes and sighed.
"tyl-"
"josh i'm fine."
tyler snapped.
"okay, sorry."
josh backed up.
"you scared him, idiot."
"really?"
tyler angrily stood up and stumbled over a little.
"get out of my head."
he growled, obviously not in the mood for his thoughts to tease him.
"b?"
josh turned to tyler.
"yeah.. sundays. you know this."
tyler rolled his eyes.
"i have to go."
josh sighed.
"okay whatever."
tyler slumped into his seat, looking at the food he poured all over the floor.
"bye."
josh walked out of the house with hurt written all over his face.
but he knew tyler was in a bad mood.
"you hurt him. you disgrace. you push everyone away and now he doesnt want to be around you."
b snapped.
"no, he had to go somewhere."
tyler replied.
"yeah 'somewhere' well where is that, tyler? he didnt even check the time. he has no where to be on a sunday. hes sick of you."
b snarled.
"stop."
tyler wiped his eyes.
he got up and grabbed some rags and soap.
he fell on his knees in front of his "lunch" all over the floor.
he slowly cleaned up the mess
"im so tired."
he thought.
he pressed his forehead against the floor and sobbed.
suddenly, tyler felt a sharp pain in his head, which slowly spiked down his neck and spine.
he screamed in agony as the pain made its way back up to his head.
"stop!"
tyler screeched, spit and foam flying out of his mouth.
he had never felt such an agonizing and horrifying pain before.
the pain stopped at the center of his spine, then stayed there. it felt as if it was going deeper and deeper.
tyler jerked back and arched his back as the pain made its way through his frail body.
his fists curled as he screamed.
the pain had hurt so bad, he started puking again. trying to catch his breath, he sucked the air in and out.
but it was hard because puke and foam was pouring out of his mouth.
finally, he rammed his head into the floor multiple times. he kept smashing it
and smashing
and smashing
until his head started bruising and bleeding.
after a while of beating his head against the floor, the pain stopped.
all he had left was a minor headache from smashing his skull into the floor, and ringing in his ears.
everything felt cold and numb.
he realized he was slowly slipping into the darkness.
probably because he was slowly killing himself by smashing himself against the hard tile.
before he was out cold he heard josh screaming his name from the front door.
he was out.
