Josh's phone was ringing, it was Tyler. "Josh..." Tyler said "I'm sorry." Panicking, Josh started pacing up and down. "Why? What have you done?" Tyler started sobbing and taking heavy breaths. "I...I just can't do this anymore. It's all getting too much for me. I'm not as strong as you." Realising what he was saying he tried to calm him down. "Tyler, its okay, I'm here for you, I always have been. It's just a bad day, not a bad life" Bursting into tears he gave an almost silent whisper, "Sorry", then hung up the phone.
Tyler sat on the bathroom floor, tears streaming down his face, with a penknife in his hand. His hands were shaking, like a caffeine addict who hadn't drank coffee for days. His phone was ringing every second and it was Josh every time. Realising Tyler wasn't going to answer, Josh text him telling him he was on his way. It was now or never Tyler thought. Grabbing the penknife he made multiple thick, deep lines into his arm. Watching the blood drain from his body he smiled I whispered to himself, "It's all over now, they can't hurt me."
Josh violently knocked on Tyler's door. "Tyler! Tyler!" Josh screamed, "If you don't answer in the next 5 seconds I'm just walking in." There was no answer.
Running up to the bathroom he saw Tyler's pale, lifeless body on the floor surround by a small pool of blood. "Tyler. Tyler come on wake up. Please, for me" Nothing. He called for an ambulance and watched as they took the one thing he loved away. He just hoped they'd be able to save him
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FanfictionTyler's depression becomes uncontrollable, no one can help him. No one can make him want to stay alive. That is until he meets Josh, a guy with pink hair and kind brown eyes. Will Josh make Tyler change his mind?
