Polarize ; Joshler Fanfic

-Three-

(A/N Hey guys, I'm just going to warn you that there will   be blood, it's not from help harm so if that changes anything then ya. So if you're squeamish I would just be careful)

Tyler was walking to school, he liked to leave early in the morning, he liked to sit under a tree and spend time examining the world, he would wach as people sleepily drove to work or as people rushed home from finishing a night shift. He usually liked to bring a steaming cup of coffee, so if the world was particularly boring that morning he could wach the smoke swirl in the wind, then be taken away by the cold to become nothing.
As he walked, the cold morning air bit at him, the earth was still quite dark because autumn was coming, but Tyler didn't care. He loved walking when it was dark, the danger of it all, not being sure if the shadow that you feared was truly something evil, or if it was really just a tree.
Soon enough the first ray of light poked through its hiding place behind the trees, instantly beginning to make the dew that lay on every peice of grass shimmer. Tyler thought it resembled a world that is covered in glass.
Tyler eventually caught sight of the school, it actually looked quite pretty when it was dark. The lights of the lamps lit the old bricks, so they looked like a fire that had gotten a bit too out of hand.
Tyler sat down next to the large tree he liked, glancing around him to find something, or someone, to take his eyes away from the ominous group of young men walking towards him. He spotted a girl sitting, looking at a book, but that was not quite as interesting as how quickly the boys were approaching him.
Loudly one of the boys yelled out something about how 'they would teach the fag a lesson,' Tyler took a minute to analyze who they could be talking about, then he realized he was the only one everyone really believed he was gay.
Tyler knew that there was no way he could take on the group, or even one of the boys. Tyler stood up to walk away, just as a large fist collided with his jaw. Tyler fell to the ground spitting out large amounts of blood.   Tyler felt the impact of a boot crashing into the side of his stomach, he let out a small whimper then he coughed a mix of blood and vomit. The mix burned the walls of his mouth and he sat layed there, waiting for the next impact. And sure enough, he didn't have to wait long, another boy grabbed him and slammed Tylers head against the tree he had been sitting under. Tyler felt as his skin break, he felt his blood rushing to create a black ring around his eye.
But Tyler also heard something, a voice, though it was strong it was laced with uncertaincy. The shakey voice of the boy spoke again
"I told you to get away from him."
"What? Are you some kinda fag supporter?" One of the boys mocked back.
"I just don't support violence. Now, we all know you're older than eighteen, and I'm sure the police would love to hear about an adult beating the shit out of a minor."
The boys decided that it wasn't worth it to get in trouble with the police. They abandoned the boy, letting him lay beneath a tree broken and bleeding.
Tyler tried to open his eyes, but his vision just wouldn't work. One of his eyes had swollen shut, the other opened, but his tears mixed with the warm blood that was running down his face. The feeling of the blood made his stomach churn. He licked over his split, swollen lip, blood poured into his mouth. The salty taste of blood disgusted him, he coughed, the coughing turned into him vomiting.
Tyler heard the voice of the boy again, but there also was a woman. He was relived that a teacher was there, Tyler was sure she would call his mother, or maybe an ambulance if he was truly as bad as he felt.
And sure enough, the scream of the sirens roared through his head, causing another source of pain to his head. The panicked voice of his mother appeared in his ears, trying to get Tyler to respond, but he laid covered in his blood, his vomit and his tears.