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CHAPTER SIXTY ONE;
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[WARNING: triggering]

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Tyler was sat next to josh twiddling with his thumbs. He seemed nervous or even frustrated with something, but josh couldn't quite put it down.

"Hey, Ty, what's up?" Josh asked furrowing his eyebrows.

"Nothing important." Tyler huffed, stuffing his hands in his pockets and staring out the window of the car.

"Doesn't seem like it." Josh sighed, looking at the side of Tyler's face.

Tyler didn't feel so great. He felt very uneasy. He was slowly starting to go into his comfort zone and cry because he could feel Blurryface slowly creep inside.

Tyler was getting worse. You could tell by the way he looked. His face was pale, very pale. Under his eyes were big black and purple bags, his hair was always a fluffy mess, his eyes were so lifeless, and he never even changed out of his clothes anymore.

Blurryface has taken over Tyler 100%. He's made Tyler go a little crazy.

Tyler was also back to his old ways of Self-Harm. He was clean for so long, but he craved the pain and he felt that was the best way to forget. Forget everything.

"Ty?" Josh asked the lifeless boy as he scratched the hell out of his arms, and seen the little trickles of blood escape his arm.

"Ty." Josh said again and grabbed Tyler's arm to get him to stop.

Tyler shot his face up from his arm to his best friends face, and seen sadness in his eyes.

He had opened the cuts on his arm, and blood was racing down his arm.

"Ty- L-lets get you cleaned up." Josh sounded devestates as he grabbed Tyler's wrist lightly and went for the bathroom.

Tyler nodded and they made it into the bathroom. The bathroom wasn't very big, but it was big enough for the two of them.

Josh quickly cleaned Tyler's arm and bandaged the sad boys arm up.

"You okay?" Josh asked quietly as he nawed on his lips.

Tyler just stared at the ground. He really wasn't okay. In fact, he was far from okay. He was terrified of what he had become.

"Jo-" He paused.

He felt those hands again.

choking him,
pinching him,
scratching him,
doing all kinds of violence to him.

It was Blurryface.

Blurryface has always found joy in harming Tyler. He found it so easy to do since Tyler was so, so weak and beaten down.

B l u r r y f a c e w a s w i n n i n g.

He felt nails dig into his skin, and also feel things bite him. He was terrified.

Tyler stood up from the toilet seat and grabbed josh's shirt, tugging at it hard, and throwing himself into josh's arms.

Tyler felt the tears escape his eyes, and the horrible noise of crying slipped out of his lips.

Josh held his best friend closely and tightly in his arms.

"Don't worry ry guy, I'm here. Im always here." Josh said as he calmed tyler down.