Blood / Joshler

.:Chapter Nine:.

If some of you are confused, I doubt you are but I'm going to explain Tyler a little here before you read.

Yes Tyler is psychotic as you already know and he goes about murdering people.

He always regrets doing it afterwards because most of them have something click and they are a completely different person.

Going to which Tyler is Schizophrenic as well. He doesn't know this, he just thinks he's a bad person.

So that voice Tyler had back in the flashback was bringing out his other self he didn't know was there which caused him to murder his parents.

That is all :)

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.:Tyler:.

Tyler stood looking at the tied up woman sat in the brown chair, twirling his knife around waiting for her to wake up.

After round about ten minutes the woman finally woke up looking around frantically screaming into the cloth around her mouth as tears streamed down her face.

He walked over to the woman and pulled the cloth down, looking her straight in the eyes.

"Nice to see you're finally awake, this would have been so boring if you were asleep," he smirked.

"W-What do you w-ant from m-e?" She cried squirming in her seat.

"For my own amusement babe," he chuckled bringing the cloth back to her mouth.

"Now don't make a sound, I have a very special person next door and he believes I'm out doing something. Stupid really even though he knows what I do," he smirked "But I don't need him knowing I'm doing this right now."

She cried continuing to squirm hoping to free herself but it was no use so she gave up and just cried.

Tyler tapped her nose sending her a fake smile, walking over to his set of knives that were neatly place down on a table beneath the shelves and placed the knife he was originally holding down.

He looked at them before shaking his head, he opened up a drawer and took out his Stanley Blade.

"Perfect," he smirked.

He opened it up and made his way over to the woman, he stood in front of her and smiled.

"Isn't it just funny how one minute you're carelessly wondering the streets enjoying your life and then all of a sudden end up in some random strangers house?" He asked and she just shook her head.

"Let me tell you something about myself yeah? My name is Tyler Joseph and I'm your worst fucking nightmare," he smirked as he crouched down in front of her putting the blade to her chest.

She began to squirm in her seat screaming into the cloth only making Tyler smirk more and drag the blade down cutting open her top.

He pulled the top apart, then placing the blade back to her chest digging it in slightly as he began to drag it down till it reached her stomach.

She cried and screamed into the cloth that was around her mouth hoping someone would come and save her but that was no use.

Once the blade was on her stomach, Tyler plunged it right into her stomach before removing it.

He watched how the blood ran down her chest and poured out of her stomach, it looked so fascinating that he brought the knife back to her stomach and jabbed the blade deeply into her stomach before removing it once more.

He listened to her muffled screams and cries, while she tried so hard to get out of the rope but it was no use.

"Aw do you have a boo boo?" Tyler fake frowned.

"I can help end the pain," he smirked standing up and going behind her.

He wrapped his arm around her neck, harshly pressing the blade against her neck.

"Goodnight princess," he whispered before he in a quick motion dragged the blade across her neck.

Blood ran down his hand, squirting out her neck slightly and ran down her neck before her whole body fell limp in the chair.

Tyler rubbed his face slightly with his blood covered hand and just laughed. He laughed before tears began to roll down his cheeks.

Why is he crying? He doesn't know. Does it happen often? Yes.

He harshly rubbed away the tears before untying the girl from the seat, picking her up and started his journey out of the apartment complex to dispose of the body.

He dumped the body in an ally a few blocks away from the apartment complex.

He ran all the way back making sure he wasn't caught at all or he would so be screwed.

Once getting back to his apartment, he locked the door and made his way into his bathroom turning the shower on and hopping it.

He let the warm water run down his body, washing the blood off of his hands and face before he washed his hair and fully washing his body.

He stepped out of the shower, turning it off half an hour later wrapping a towel loosely around his waist before heading to his bedroom.

He carelessly put on a pair of boxers, sweats and a grey top before climbing into his bed and wrapping the blankets around his body.

Tonight was definitely eventful but then again nearly every night is eventful to him.

From murdering people, one night stands and then to Josh. He would never be a one night stand to Tyler.

He really wants to keep him in his life but he's just afraid of the consequences that could happen in the near future or maybe couple of months.

Would he end up hurting Josh? Will Josh give up on him and leave? Will he end up in a prison cell for the rest of his life? Will he end up six foot under? There are so many will he's about the future and that scares him and just will he's in general.

He hates his life but Josh magically came into it and made it somewhat better but he just has this feeling that it would all come to an end very soon.

He sighed and turned over in his bed not wanting to think about any of this for the time being and just closed his eyes.

It took him a while but he soon fell asleep.