Blurry's the one I'm not

truce

// #sorrynotsorry pt. 2 :) //

it's been 2 weeks after Tyler's death. They cancelled all their upcoming shows, and gladly fans understood. It was Ty's funeral that day. Josh has barely slept at all these days, he couldn't stop thinking about Tyler, about the fact that he's alone now. Of course he has his family, friends, crew, fans, but no one could ever replace Tyler. he was the only one who would hold him while he had a panic attack. the only one who would make him believe it was worth staying alive. Tyler was his anchor, he held him on the ground. but now he makes him drown.

Josh has been listening to their own music a lot these days, because it's the closest he can get to Tyler - to hear him.
"hey, josh, you ready? we're goin after 15 mins" Mark said in a sad tone, poking his head in Josh's warderobe. he didn't answer but got up and found some black clothes.

Josh looked in the mirror, his eyes were red and puffy from all the crying. some would call him weak, but how could you blame him, he lost his most important person in the world.

It was raining (how cliché) but Josh forgot his umbrella so he just let the rain wash over him. he went to the casket and looked inside. Tyler was dressed up beautifully, a calm expression on his face. "i miss you Ty.." Josh said quietly and his eyes filled with tears for the 20th time today when he understood that this is the last time he will see his best friend.

After the funeral and dinner with Tyler's family and friends, Josh locked himself up again. he didn't want anyone to know that he's weak. he's had dozens of panic attacks in past few days and he cried himself to sleep. he felt miserable.

Josh woke up in the middle of the night, sweating, breathing heavily, shaking. "great. another panic attack" he thought to himself and went to the bathroom. he washed his face with cold water and sighed remembering everything that happened in this bathroom. and then an idea popped up in Josh's head. maybe it was foolish, stupid, pathetic, but it was the only way Josh could see Tyler again. the only way to escape from all the misery he was dealing with right now.
he opened the white cabinet under the sink and carefully took a small box out of it. the boy opened it to see Tyler's blade. the same one that almost killed Tyler, now will save Josh. he rolls up his sleeve to reveal several faded cuts, some fairly new ones. pink haired boy sighs, holding the blade against his skin. with no hesitation he pushes it as deep as he can. it hurts, badly, but it doesn't hurt as much as losing Tyler does. so he continues to cut deep, huge marks on his hand. everything was covered in blood and Josh was collapsed on the floor, taking his last breaths. the last thing he remembers, is the car crash and Tyler, saying that he loves him. and now they both are dead, and Josh will finally be with Tyler again..

*news report*
... after the lead singer of the band Twenty One Pilots, Tyler Robert Joseph, died in a car accident, the band's drummer, Joshua William Dun, Tyler's best friend, commited suicide in their tour bus' bathroom, cutting his wrists and bleeding to death. Doctors tried to save him but he lost too much blood. On bathroom's walls were words "Blurry won" written with blood, but no one really knows what it means.
we are sincerely sorry for what happened and we want to remind all the fans, Joseph's and Dun's families and friends to stay strong and live on.

i won. what a surprise. that was easier than i thought. ;)

// so this story has come to an end. thanks for stickin around and hope you liked it atleast a bit. stay alive, y'all <3 //