Fear Will Lose // twenty one pilots // Joshler

Chapter 10

It was almost midday on Monday when Tyler finally woke up, but Josh hadn't slept at all that night. Instead he had sat on the ridiculously uncomfortable plastic chair beside his husband's hospital bed and watched him in his peaceful drug-fueled sleep.

"Josh?" Tyler called out groggily, sitting up in the bed and looking around the room for him.
"Tyler I'm here," he replied.

Tyler raised his left arm, presumably to rub his eye, but once he caught sight of the white bandage wrapped thickly up to his knuckles, he breathed in sharply.

"Sweetie it's okay, don't look at it, you're okay."
"Did I?"
"Yeah you did sweetheart." Josh told him, and Tyler burst into tears like a young child.

"Shh, Ty, it doesn't matter, you're okay now," he soothed, and as quickly as Tyler had started crying, he stopped.

"Why am I here? What happened?" He asked innocently.

"Yesterday we went to visit Debby, and my sister saw you sweetie. She said and did some very selfish things and you started to panic. I thought I heard Jordan coming and I didn't want him to hurt you, so I got you into the car and we drove away. You had a nasty panic attack and did that to your arm."

"With my nails?" Tyler asked, noticing his nails had been cut short.
"No honey, the multitool I keep in the glovebox. Kept, I threw it away yesterday. But yeah, you hurt yourself pretty bad, so I sorted you out best I could then drove you straight here. You weren't well so they had to restrain you sweetheart, but they gave you some medicine to calm you down and then stitched your arm and you've been asleep since."
"Oh," he said, clearly disappointed in himself.

"It's okay though, you're doing well,"
"Josh can we go home now please, I want to go home."
"They're not going to let you just yet honey, I think you might pop over to Campbell ward for a few days first." Josh told him with a heavy heart.

"No no, I can't go back, I'm fine I promise, please Josh, I can't go back there." Tyler panicked.
"It's not up to me Ty, and it's not a definite, okay? The staff want what's best for you, and if they decide that that's Campbell then we have to trust that decision. You have to remember that this is an emergency admission, so it's not like your planned inpatient stays, it's not going to be for long hopefully. I honestly don't know what they're planning, but I'll get a nurse and we can ask her okay? She wanted me to tell her when you woke up anyway, I'll be one sec," Josh explained before standing up from the cramped chair, and walking to the nurses desk.

He returned a moment later followed by a slim ginger woman carrying a clipboard.

"Hello Tyler, my name is Molly." She said condescendingly, and Josh groaned internally. "I'm here to look after you,"
"Hi," Tyler said awkwardly.
"Tyler, do you know where we are?" Molly slowly said.
"Uh yeah, the hospital."
"Well done, amazing job." She patronised, and Josh and Tyler shared a small embarrassed smile.

"Now Tyler, how are you feeling?"
"I'm okay."
"You don't need to be brave for me Tyler, you can tell me the truth." Molly said, sitting on the end of his bed and tilting her head in an over acted sympathetic way that almost made Josh laugh if it hadn't have been for the circumstances.

"I'm okay, my arm throbs a bit, but I'm okay." He repeated with a smile.
"You can trust me Tyler, tell me what's wrong."

"Molly, are there any other questions?" Josh intervened, knowing that Tyler wasn't going to spill his darkest demons to the woman, and wanting to end the awkwardness.
"Not from me no, I just wanted to check you were okay Tyler. You caused a big scene yesterday and everyone was talking about you in-"
"Molly," Josh stopped her, knowing that Tyler wouldn't like to know how much attention he had attracted, and would hate to know that people were talking about him behind his back.