Twenty Øne Piløts Øneshots

Holding On To You - Joshler Oneshot

Trigger Warning: Suicidal thoughts/actions

Tyler's getting worse. He's stopped eating, and he rarely sleeps. He can feel himself slipping farther and farther, Blurryface's taunts hitting harder every day. He has terrible nightmares the few times he's able to fall asleep and wakes up with a migraine every day.

Wow. You haven't slept in so long, you look much, much worse. I bet everyone is so worried about you. Shame you're too scared to get help. Blurry's voice appeared in Tyler's head. You're pathetic. Even if you asked for help, no one would want to. Not even Josh would care. The constant taunting was getting to the point where Tyler could only see one way out.

It would probably be for the best, no one would care anyways. Blurry laughed, his distorted voice ringing through Tyler's mind. "Go away," Tyler said weakly. "Just leave me alone." Don't talk to me out loud, people will think you're crazier than they already do. Blurry chuckled.

Tyler was sobbing now, tears pouring down his face as he tried to block out the terrible voice slowly chipping away at his sanity. Tears running down his cheeks, he picked up his phone. Josh should know. He won't care, you know. No one will. Blurry's voice caused him to second guess himself, but just as he went to end the call, Josh picked up. "Tyler? Are you okay? No one's heard from you in-" "I'm sorry," was the only thing Tyler could choke out before ending the call.

Running into the bathroom, he pulled out the razor. Blurry's voice was oddly silent as he rolled up his sleeves. As he dragged the blade down the inside of his forearms, he felt a peaceful sadness envelop him. It would finally be over.

"TYLER!" The door slammed open to reveal Josh, eyes wide and panicked. "What are you doing? Please, just stop!" Seeing Josh, Tyler burst into tears, the bloody razor slipping through his numb fingers. Josh ran towards him, pulling Tyler to his chest.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was all too much, please make him be quiet, I couldn't handle it," Tyler cried out, wrapping his arms around Josh.

After a few minutes of comforting him, Josh pulled away and picked up the first aid kit under the sink. "Do you think you need to go to the hospital?" Josh questioned gently.

Trembling, Tyler shook his head. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I just wanted Blurry to shut up."

Josh started to wrap the gashes in Tyler's arms with gauze. ""Shh... you're okay. Let's get you in bed."

Josh scooped Tyler up in his arms and began to carry him to his bed. "C-could you stay with me?" Tyler asked in a tiny, quivering voice. Tears suddenly started flowing down his cheeks as Blurry's voice screamed in his mind. Of course he wouldn't! What are you, stupid? He just walked in on you trying to kill yourself, he thinks you're insane now. You're such a failure, too. You can't even kill yourself right!

A gentle squeeze brought Tyler out of his trance. "Ty? You with me? I'm not going anywhere, alright? Don't worry," Josh said as he continued to soothe Tyler.

Josh gently placed Tyler under the comforter of his bed, and climbed over to lay next to him. Wrapping his arms around Tyler's shaking body, he whispered into the dark, "I'll always be here, holding on to you. Please, tell me the next time you're thinking of... doing something like that again. I love you too much."

"I-I'm sorry. I j-just wanted it t-to b-be over," Tyler whispered shakily. "I d-didn't want you t-to have to worry."

"I don't mind worrying about you, it's my job as boyfriend," Josh mumbled, arms tightening around Tyler's skinny frame. Tyler's too skinny frame. "Ty, when was the last time you ate?"

"I don't remember," Tyler whispered shamefully. "It's all been too much to keep up with."

"That's okay. In the morning, let's get you some food. For now, let's just go to sleep," Josh replied. Nodding, Tyler settled down and fell asleep almost instantly. They could deal with this in the morning, but for now they just slept, tightly wrapped in the others' arms.

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Welp, that just happened. But in all seriousness, this is my first real oneshot, and I'd appreciate constructive criticism. Until next request, stay alive.