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The Light Behind your Eyes - Tyler Joseph - Twenty One Pilots

Tyler was currently on tour, and due home tonight or tomorrow morning.
This passing week had been terrible. You had a lot of hate coming in from the fans for being Tyler's girlfriend of 10 months, not to mention, a month ago one of your close family members passed away and just last night one of your friends had killed themselves out of now where. They put a gun against their, pulled the trigger, now they're dead.

You hadn't told Tyler about your friend as of yet. He came with you to the funeral for your family member and was there for you the whole time. When you cried he was there, when he's on tour he has the time to talk about it with you. But you've been too emotional and feeling too much. It hurt too much to talk about it, if you told anyone you would just start bawling again. So you were crying on and off. Crying until you couldn't cry no more, due to dehydration. Screaming due to frustration. Hurting because of the unresolved issues between you and them and the fact you couldn't help a friend in need.

You didn't want to go onto social media because of the hate but you did. You logged into Twitter:

"So long to all my friends. Everyone of them met tragc ends. With every passing day I'd be lying if I didnt say that I miss them all tonight and if they only knew what I would say."

You press post and moments later there were retweets and replies, and comments. A lot of hateful shit came in so you quickly logged out and tossed your phone beside you and buried your head in your hands and sighed "I'm so fucking done. So so done"

+++ 20 minutes later ++

You heard your phone started to ring. You breathe in deeply and pick it up

'Baby boy 😍😘❤💋💏'

You smile and slide the screen to answer it, putting it up to your ear

"Hey baby are you alright?" He asks, sounding concerned. You're quiet for a moment before he speaks again "i-i saw your tweet and I'm worried"

"When are you gonna be home?" You ask quietly

"I can be home in two-three hours, is that okay?"

"Yeah that's fine" you shrug

"Are you okay?"

"No I'm not, but can we talk about it when you get home?"

"Of course, if that'd make you feel better"

"Thank you Tyler, I love you"

"I love you too y/n. If it helps, sit down and relax, or listen to some music. Sleep even, and keep hydrated, go take a walk and get some fresh air and make sure to eat something, try to take calm deep breaths babygirl" he says calmly, in a soothing tone

"I'll try babe, thank you"

"Alright, see you soon"

"I love you, bye"

"I love you too bai" you hang up and sink into the lounge chair, taking what Tyler said into consideration, taking calm breaths, drinking water. You went out to the kitchen and grabbed an apple, another bottle of water, earphones and walked out to the front porch, lying on the lounge swing

*pictures*

You put your playlist of your favorite songs on, put the earphones in and gradually fall asleep.