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CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

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Jaycee's POV

I woke up in Tyler's room alone. It was pitch black, I could barley see a thing. There was no trace of Tyler on the bed, and I worried. I checked the time on my phone and it was 3:50 am. I turned the flashlight on a flashlight on my phone, and jumped out of Tyler's bed.

I heard glass shatter in the kitchen.

And yells.

And sobs.

Was that Tyler? What the fuck? Was he okay?

I ran toward the kitchen, and heard tyler talking to himself. Everything was getting out of hand.

"What the hell is wrong with me?!" He yelled in rage and sadness.

I was froze in place, and I was scared. I've never seen him this way before.

He threw a glass cup on the floor, and punched one of the kitchen walls.

He started to calm down, but then he started to cry.

Tyler then turned around and noticed me standing in the kitchen doorway frozen in place. He just stared at me as he had tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Ty-"

"What's wrong with me?" Tyler cut me off as he cried.

"Nothing is wrong with you Tyler." I said running up to him.

"I'm tired of people lying to me!" He cried.

I stared into his glossed over brown eyes, and wrapped my arms around him.

"Tyler, I'm sorry you are going through all this. But believe me, nobody has lied to you." I said.

"Everyone is fucking sorry." He mumbled.

That was the first I've ever heard him say that word.

There was a long silence.

Tyler then lost it, and cried into my hair.

"I can't do this anymore,"

"Tyler yes y-" I was once again cut off.

"No, don't say I can because I can't. Nobody is seeing that I'm getting worse day by day, I've never felt so sad in my whole life, every day I'm crumbling even more apart. I'm done with this fight. Blurryface wins."

I stared at him with wide eyes. I thought blurryface left him months ago, I thought he was doing better. This worries me even more. H-he has to find help. Me, Josh, and payton clearly aren't helping him enough, or at all.

Tyler pulled away from me and walked toward his room. I decided to follow him. When I walked inside, he was lying down on his wall facing his black painted wall. He was upset, so I decided to stay in the living room instead of his bedroom.

I sat by tyler and caressed his arm.

"Tyler, are you okay?"

He shot a glance at me and nodded.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

He nodded again.

"Well, I'm going to the living room. If you need anything,  please come and get me." I said getting up off his bed.

"Wait, don't go." He said getting up after me.

He stood in front of me, and he wrapped his arms around me. He leaned in, and kissed me hard, but passionately.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and molded my lips together with his. I loved this feeling.

Tyler suddenly fell backwards on the bed, and I fell with him. We broke apart for a moment, but then tyler found his way to my lips again. I was sat on tyler,  and his grip on me grew tighter and tighter. His lips left mine, and they went to my jawline.

Tyler kissed at my skin on my jaw, it felt amazing. He started to leave dark marks on my skin, and I felt a moan escape from my lips. A smile formed on his lips, and then he started to Bute at his bottom lip.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too." I saod as I embraced him

He embraced me back and kissed my forhead.

I felt my eyes go heavy, and I lied my head on Tyler's chest.

"Don't forget about me." I heard him whisper.

I sat confused on why he said that.

I felt my eyes get heavier and heavier, and I eventually fell asleep.

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Tyler's POV

When Jaycee fell asleep, I kissed her head and wished her a goodnight. I got up slowly, and felt warm tears trickle down my cheeks.

I sat back down, and held jaycee in my arms and cried silently.

"I love you, never forget that. I'm not doing this because of you, I'm doing this because I can't keep fighting. Blurryface has won, and I have no chance against him. Don't forget about me." I cried.

I got up again, and walked toward my closet.

I stared at the noose, and more tears fell out of my eyes.

I grabbed it, and headed toward the garage.

"You finally listen. Life isn't worth the fight."

"I know, that's why I quit trying."

"Nothing is worth it."

I nodded, and started to tie the noose up to the ceiling.

I had glossy eyes as I tied the rest of it.

"Wait, before I do this I need to do something."

I ran inside into Josh's room.

He was dead asleep, and I went over to talk to him.

"J-josh. I'm so sorry, I just can't fight anymore." I said crying.

"You're always going to be my best friend, even though you're gonna move on a and get a new one..anyway, I don't want to leave you but I have to. I don't want to live in a world where I just struggle. And I don't want to live in a world where i can't have happiness. I want to be here, but it's to hard for me. I need to go." I said, wiping under my eyes.

"I love you man, you're sick." I fake smiled and cried.

I walked back to the garage, and got a stepping stool to reach the noose.

I stared at it, and cried silently.

"Goodbye."

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Hi, uh so much just happened. I'm sorry I'm sO  MEAN I LOVE YOU ALL THOUGH PLEASE FORGIVE ME.

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