(~•|JOSHLER|•~)-(~•TYSH•~)-
Tyler is 19 and is going to college. When he meets a guy, a very cool guy, his friend, his best friend, his crush? But his ex is still mad at him for leaving without a word...
Tyler ran in his room. He closed the bathroom door and picked up his razor.
"I c-c-an't."
Tyler threw it against the wall, it smashed into pieces and a razorblade slided on the floor twords him.
Look, it's ment to be Tyler.
"No." Tyler whispred. He wanted to, but he couldn't. He needed to be strong. He had to.
Just do it.
"No."
It's right there!
"NO!" Tyler yelled and grabbed the blade.
Just one little slit.
"No."
C'mon!
Tyler tossed it in the toilet. Tyler unlocked the bathroom door. Michael sat on the bed. "Uhm, I just wanted to make sure you were okay." Michael said and looked at him. Tyler took up his notebook and ripped out a page. He wrote his number and gave it to Michael. "Here you go, now I'm going to get some sleep." Tyler said and lauged. "Are you sure you're okay though?" Michael said and smiled back. "Positive." Tyler said and closed the door.
Tyler plugged his phone in the charger and went to bed. Tomorrow he was going back to college.
Tyler woke up to his phone playing Teenagers by My Chemical Romance. "I'm up, I'm up." Tyler said and tapped his phone like one hundred times before the alarm stopped. He looked out the window. It was so beatyfull. He took a picture.
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Tyler liked nature and half of his photos was eather some forest or Josh. Tyler looked at his phone. He loved the pictures he took of Josh. Tyler smiled. "Better get going." Tyler said and frowed his brows. "I really need to stop to talk to myself." "Oh, wow I did it again." "Okay, I'll just stop." Tyler said and lauged. He packed all his stuff and walked to the car. It was cold but he sat down.
Tyler saw the top of the building. It felt like a stone was dropped to his stumack. "And we're back." Tyler said and sighed. He drove into a spot in the parking lot and plugged out his phone from the aux chord. Tyler felt a migraine build up, all of this stress started to take a toll on him. He opened the car door and started to walk towords the entrence.
Do you want to do this?
"Yes."
Are you sure?
"Yes."
I don't think you do...
"Why?"
Because nobody likes you...
"Jenna and Brendon do."
No they don't!
"Yes they do!"
Tyler?
Tyler felt dizzy.
Tyler?
The migraine got worse.
"Tyler?!" Someone yelled. Tyler was scared, he crawled closer to the wall and leaned against it. The person had a gun. "Please don't shoot." Tyler started to cry, this reminded him of his dream.
(Then he saw it, she was shot. He ran to the kitchen, his mom and his dad was shot too. He ran up stairs and saw his brothers. They looked at him. They skreamed and cried. "Tyler, please don't do this!" Jey yelled. "Tyler i love you, please don't shoot." Zack said. Tyler sat down. Shoot? He looked at his hands. Tyler had a gun in his right hand. He raist it to his head and fired.)
"What?! I'm not going to shoot you!" The person raised its voice. Tyler couldn't see or hear who it was. It was black, it walked closer. "Tyler." The person said calmb. "It's me, Jenna." Jenna said. Tyler saw her. She had no gun. And he had just yelled at her and told her not to shoot. "I'm so, so sorry." Tyler cried and hugged her. "Hey, hey, it's okay." She said and fluffed his hair. "I just..." Tyler started. "Shh... don't speak, just listen." Jenna said. "C'mon." Jenna said and took his hand.
They walked to a place Tyler had been before. But with someone else. The wind blew calmly against his poofy hair. "Isn't this place beatyfull?" Jenna said and sat down under a tree. "I found it the first day I came here." She smiled. "I didn't have any friends, so I... explored a little." She said and looked down. "But, why didn't you have any friends? I meen... you're so pretty." Tyler said and blushed. "The girls didn't like me, and all the boys just... wanted to... get in my pants." Jenna said and looked at Tyler. "Uhm... I was wondering ...uhm.." Tyler said. "Tyler. Just ask, I won't jugde." Jenna said. "Uhm... Have you seen Josh?" Tyler said and looked at her. He had tears in his eyes. He really missed Josh. "Uhm..... he.....uhm..." Jenna looked down. "Is he dead? No. Jenna, Please, Please!" Tyler said as streams of tears flowed down his face. "No! Tyler, no. His not dead... he just..." Jenna sighed. "He havn't left his rooms since you left. I've talked to Mark and Josh doesn't even come out to eat. We don't know if he even eats." Jenna said and looked at him. "I think he really misses you." Jenna said and kissed his forhead. "And I think you miss him too."
