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it had been about 20 minutes, brendon just lied in the bed reading, while tyler slept peacefully on the other bed. brendon put down his book, looking over at the small boy. he wondered why he was here. he seemed too innocent or fragile to have a drinking problem, and he certainly couldn't have a drug problem. and the fact that he came in here screaming and crying, made brendon think he might have some kind of mental disorder. after about 5 more minutes of just staring at tyler, his eyelids fluttered open, revealing his brown doe eyes. brendon blushed, smiling. "morning sunshine." tyler sat up, and stretched. "how long do we have until small groups?" he whispered. "about half an hour i think." tyler nodded, rubbing away his tired eyes. "so," brendon started, sitting up and crossing his legs. "what do you uh like to do in your free time?" he asked, trying to make conversation. tyler shrugged. "i play music, i guess." brendon perked up at this. "what do you play?" he asked. "uh, ukulele and piano." brendon smiled. "that's cute." tyler blushed, looking down at his lap. "why are you um, here." he asked. tyler noticeably tensed. "u-uh.." he stuttered. "sorry, if your not ready you don't have to tell me." tyler smiled ever so faintly. "thank you."
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IM SO SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED and this is so shORT I'm sorry
I've been so busy and life has been shitty lately I'm so sorry
also I changed the name and stuff to this book bc camp didn't rlly make sense
oH also people have been adding this to their reading lists and it makes me feel loved bc this book is shitty
anD feedback is always appreciated, also criticism is fine as long as it's not like mean.
-tyler
YOU ARE READING
recovery .:bryler:.
Fanfictiona story in which brendon and tyler meet at a rehabilitation centre for the 'depressed, disordered and addicted' ⚠️warning: thoughts of suicide, depression, self harm, alcohol abuse, drug abuse, abuse, homophobic or transphobic remarks, ect..⚠️
