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CHAPTER FORTY TWO

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Josh's POV

As soon as I heard that Tyler blacked out, I rushed back to the hospital. What the hell happened? Was he okay? I had so many questions. Dammit, I hoped he was okay.

I walked home earlier, I thought for sure Tyler would be okay, but I was wrong. He needed someone by his side at all times.

I ran out to my car, and got inside and headed toward the hospital.

While on the way down there, my phone started to buzz, and I was getting a call from Jaycee.

"Hello? Is he okay? Is everything alright? " I kept asking questions.

"Y-yeah. Just come here as soon as possible."

"Okay."

I hung up the phone and stuffed it in my pockets.

While I was driving, I felt my eyes gloss up.

Tears were rolling down my pale cheeks.

All I could think of was my best friend. He wasn't getting better,  He was getting worse. It scared me to death.

I arrived at the hospital, and ran to the front desk.

"I-im here to see Tyler Joseph."

"Sir, are you any type of family to him?" The lady asked.

"I'm his best friend, and I've been his best friend for years!  I'm worried about him." I snapped.

"I'm sure you are." She rolled her eyes.

"Listen here Dr..." I paused.

"Dr. Stephen." She said.

"Well, listen her Dr.Stephen, I'm very concerned about my best friend. He's getting worse, and I really want to see him. Something just recently happened to him. Let me see him, dammit!" I yelled.

"I'm will call security." She said, placing her hands on her hips.

"Please." I said, my eyes going glossy.

"Fine, go." She said.

I scurried down the hospital, and made it to Tyler's room.

Then I seen something he'd never want to see.

Jaycee and Brendon, intertwining fingers.

I stared at them, And jaycee looked at me.

"Hi josh."

"Hi." I grunted, walking into Tyler's room.

She let go of Brendon's hand, walking toward me.

She placed her hand on my shoulder and turned me around.

"Are you okay?" She asked quietly.

"No, my best friend is in the hospital trying to get better, then I walk down these halls and see you and the fuck boy himself, intertwining fingers? Tyler is madly in love with you. And you can't Just drop him off in the hospital!" I spat.

She stared at me, and her eyes started to water.

"Jo-" her voice scratchy.

"I'm not in the mood." I cut her iff, and walked inside Tyler's room.

He was awake.

But he'd been crying.

I closed the door, and his head shot up at me.