Eyes Bright, Uptight. (Twenty One Pilots)

Chapter 4: Words.

(flashback)

Four walls and a door became my world, my bedroom was the only place I felt safe in. School was bland, I stopped talking to everyone even Maddie, well, she stopped talking to me since she found out about Josh but I really needed her. He texted me once in a while, he said he was sorry and that things would be better in some time but I knew they wouldn't because it's not something easy to forget.

I spent lunch time at school sitting down on my own, tossing food around my plate and zoning out of everything around me, until one day Maddie sat down next to me again, at first it was silent and awkward, a breath got caught up in the middle of my throat as I waited for her to say something.

"How are you doing?" She asked silently, staring down at her own plate. I swallowed hard.

"I've had better days"

She forced a smile.

"You haven't eaten a single thing in days, i've seen you."

I don't think that was the most important thing to worry about right now. "I'm not hungry" I replied still tossing a piece of meat around the plate.

"Mia, I'm not mad anymore.." Oh wow, "You're my friend and I can't help but care, even if I care too much sometimes, I may have overreacted but you have to understand why. I also need to understand you, please talk to me" Maddie said sincerely. I turned my head to her and look deeply into her eyes, almost like making a promise with myself that I couldn't lie about this anymore to her, so I opened my mouth and told her everything. Even if she didn't agree, at least things were clearer now.

That's how things started to go back to normal, I had gotten my best friend back but Josh had stopped texting for a while, I began to get worried.

But one day the tall man appeared unexpectedly, as I was walking home he stopped me in the street to talk to me, surprised I looked around to make sure no one saw us as I hugged him tight. He did the same and planted a kiss on my lips before speaking. I could hear the anxiety in his voice.

"I'm leaving tonight," He said and my brain couldn't process it at first, I thought it was a bad joke, "To California, I'm sick of being stuck in this place, sick of the same people" My heart broke, he had gotten sick of me. I couldn't blame him though.

Josh kissed my forehead as I stood frozen in place, dead silent. "I'm not sure if I'll be coming back any time soon, Mia, be good"

He told me nothing, he didn't explain why, he didn't gave me a reason or said he would miss me, he showed no signs of hesitation, god, I don't even know how long had that idea been on his mind it seemed like he knew he would be leaving all along.

Josh left me there with shaking knees and my lips trembling with the words I wanted to say but I didn't and he kissed me one more time before walking away and taking my heart with him.

(End of flashback)

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"Forget about that just for tonight, listen, there's no sound out there, there is not a thing you have to worry about now, it's just you and me, okay? I'll hold you if you're scared, close your eyes." Tyler whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms carefully around my waist, he pulled us down to his bed so we were laying down, pulling the covers on top of us making the cold night feel warmer. I did as he said and closed my eyes, burying my face on the crook of his neck and taking in his scent.

"Ty.." I whispered with not even a single hint of what I wanted to say, I needed something I just didn't know how to ask for it. He looked at me with expectant eyes and I could tell at the exact split second he got the hint because his eyes softened lovingly and he discretely wet his lips with his tongue, slightly biting his lower lip as his eyes flickered between my own eyes and my rather dry lips. I knew he knew I wanted him to kiss me but I wasn't sure he was going to actually do it because Tyler Joseph is not one to give in first to whatever situation he finds himself in, he always likes to put a little bit of a fight. But this time was different, maybe because the first and only time we kissed I had been the one who made things happen and he felt like this time he had to prove something, maybe he just couldn't resist the urge and figured he'd regret giving in so soon later, maybe he wasn't thinking, maybe he was thinking to much and turned to shut his mind off for a while or maybe he was just as confused as I was because the night screamed for us the restless to be daring.