Gøne :Twenty Øne Piløts Fanfic

11: Is The Blood Mine Or Your's? Don't Want To Do This Anymore

11:
*Trigger Warning*
(Abuse,Swearing)

"What the fuck is on your wrist?" He spat at me slightly slurring his words.

"You broke my wrist, so I went to the hospital."

"You fucking coward." He slurred slapping me across the cheek, I tried to duck as his fist collided with my already black eye, I sank down letting out a tiny whimper at the throbbing pain. A foot collided with my ribs again and again. A hand grabbed my casted wrist as I was yanked off of the ground, a *pop* noise sounded.

10 kicks to the stomach, 3 punches, and 15 slaps.

I woke up on the kitchen floor shaking and whimpering quietly, I look around and find a small pool of blood where I was laying. I try to stand up but collapse on the ground in searing pain.

Jishwa: Ty... Help. In kitchen
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Josh drifted in and out of consciousness as Tyler carried him to his house.

Tyler quickly stripped Josh and put on some sweats and a tee looking for any major cuts or gashes before putting him in Tyler's bed.  Tyler curled up on his bean bag and stared at the blank wall. He heard quiet sobs as he went closer to his bed Josh was crying in his sleep, Tyler woke him up and told him he was safe as Josh asked if he could cuddle him. Soon they both feel asleep tangled in limbs.

Josh awake to the smell of pancakes and two aspirin on the table, his dad stole the pain medication he got from the doctor. Josh slowly rises out of the bed grunting as he walked to the kitchen to find a smiling Tyler.

"We need to talk." Tyler said setting down a stack of pancakes for him.
Josh nodded looking down.
"You need to tell s-someone about h-him."
"I know Tyler but it's hard."
"Come on we are going for a ride."

Josh didn't want to he was in too much pain, but he slowly got up while Tyler helped him.  Tyler drove for a few minutes and Josh instantly tensed as he read the word "Hospital".

He always hated them, he witnessed his younger brother die when he was 7. They were climbing a tree and Josh wasn't paying attention as Jordan slipped and tumbled to the ground.

The day he passed away, Josh's father started beating him, and his mother ran away leaving them. He was only 10, Jordan was only 7.

"You ready?" Tyler asked shaking Josh out of his thoughts, Josh just nodded slowly getting out of the car.

The same doctor accessed his injuries, a few broken ribs,concussion, and elbow dislocation.
"Fall down again Mr. Dun?" he asked in a mocking voice.
Josh looked down, tears welling behind his eyes covering his islands of violence, he spoke quietly and shakily, "No, my dad abuses me."
The doctor continued to talk and when he was finished Tyler led them to the car.
"I'm proud of you Josh, we are going to your house and I want you to grab some clothes, you're moving in with me."
"But won't your mom be mad?"
"No she understands." The ride was silent Josh got his clothes and headed to Tyler's.

The next morning Josh woke up to Tyler cooking breakfast again, Josh smiled as he ate with Tyler.
"Come one it's time for your therapist appointment." Doctor Smith wanted Josh to see someone for a while.
___________________________A/N: okay so I kind of lied about having crazy plans because they didn't quite seem to fit with this chapter but maybe next?! Also from now on the titles will be song lyrics and I want you to comment down below what song it is! Don't cheat by looking up the lyrics though! Also we have 222 reads!!!!! Thank you guys so much!!!