Fear Will Lose // twenty one pilots // Joshler

Chapter 7

//This chapter follows Tyler and his thoughts//

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Run, faster, he's closer he's closer he's chasing you quicker, go quicker you're pathetic. Look back. Look back and stare him in the cold dead eyes. DON'T LOOK BACK YOU DUMB SHIT. He's seen you, he's coming for you. He's coming for Josh. Run, protect him. LET HIM BURN. He makes you weak , quicker quicker. Run, run as fast as you can, can't catch me I'm the REASON YOU WATCHED HIM BURN. Run if you give a damn. Give up . He's chasing you. Turn left turn right, it ALL ENDS THE SAME. You know it all ends the same. With a hangman's noose.

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"Tyler, Tyler honey wake up," TWO, he said two, he fucking hates you, Josh woke Tyler, gently shaking his shoulder. His hand is going to fall off, that's your fault.

"Morning," Tyler whispered, rubbing at his eyes.

"How are you feeling?" Josh asked, smiling.

"I'm okay, sorry about yesterday." Tyler answered as he propped himself up against the headboard slam your head, bash it Tyler, you deserve to feel pain, I want to feel pain

"Don't apologise." Don't let him touch you "I love you, Ty," he's trying to manipulate you, use you, don't trust him, he doesn't love you

"I love you too, always." WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU SAY THAT, dumb FUCK. "Josh, please can you get me some water?"

"Yeah, of course, can you pass me the glass?" He asked, gesturing towards side table. If you touch it, I'll kill Josh. He'll burn and it will be your fault. Burn burn burn burn. Tyler didn't move, and Josh quickly caught on.

"It's okay, I'll get it sweetie." Josh said as he walked around the bed and picked up the empty glass, then walked to the bathroom to fill it.

Tyler he's gone, run RUN, you're free, you have to leave, you have to get out, just RUN. FUCKING RUN. Don't run, he's the only person who puts up with your pathetic excuse of a life. You have to stay. WHY THE FUCK AREN'T YOU RUNNING, HE'S COMING BACK and he's going to rip your FUCKING - "Tyler, look at me." Josh said, interrupting Tyler's thoughts.

He hadn't noticed that Josh had reentered the bedroom and was holding the glass out in front of him. "Do you need me to put the glass on the sidetable?"

"No, it's okay, I'll take it." Tyler answered and Josh passed him the water. Smash the glass. Smash it against your fucking skin, use the shards to rip at it over and over. I want to see you bleed. You need to bleed, show me YOUR FUCKING FLESH OR I'LL SHOW YOU JOSH'S I SWEAR TO GOD. CALL MY BLUFF I FUCKING DARE YOU.

"Tyler, should I open your drawer and get out your medication for you?" Josh asked, standing next to Tyler's side of the bed. If he touches the handle I'll burn him. You'll burn him. He'll die,

"No," Tyler blurted out. IDIOT, you made it too obvious, attention seeking piece of CRAP. He knows, he knows that you know he's trying to kill you. He's going to kill you, RUN

"Okay honey, you do it then." Josh gently instructed him. Tyler it's dirty. If you touch it you will be dirty scum too. Dirty dirty dirty dirty.

"I don't think I can," Tyler admitted. WEAK, you're making yourself weak and pathetic

"Alright Ty, but we have to take them yeah? Remember what Dr Casey said. I'm going to open the drawer quickly and empty the-" he will burn, burn BURN BURN.

" No, sorry Josh, I can't let you do that." BURN BURN BURN BURN

"Tyler focus on me, block out the other voices. They're lying, ignore them." I'm not lying, he's lying. I don't lie to you Tyler, I'm part of you, I care about you, I'm helping. "Tyler, stay with me love, don't get distracted." He's trying to distract you, he's trying to distract you from me. He's trying to kill himself, don't let him. He needs you to protect him. Protect him. "Tyler, look at me. I can go downstairs and get this morning's pills from the blister packets in the cabinet if that would make you feel better. That way nobody touches the drawer."