imessage | j.w.d

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tyler pov
I walked up to my room and shut the door. I sat on my bed and stared at the photo frame on my beside table of me and mariyah. tears rolled down my cheeks. not ever in my life have I loved someone like I did to mariyah. she was my world. my source to happiness. my baby. and now shes gone. I cried harder. I couldn't get over it. I missed her. I needed her. a thumb went under my eye and wiped my tears.

"don't cry" a soothing voice whispers.
"m-mariyah?" I whisper. I looked up. it was her. she looked the same as when she died. black leggings, black vans, black top, black eye liner and black mascara. and her stay alive wristband. her make up was smudged awfully and her hair was a ness.

"it's me" she says, smiling.
"b-but your dead" i stammer.
"i wish I could tell you" she says sadly.
"why did you leave me? I miss you. I'm nothing without you" I cried.
"tyler you're going to be okay" she says.
"I do need you! your everything I want and love!" I sobbed harder, and she held me close. "im here okay?" she says releasing me out of her grip.
"don't cry. stay alive for me" she added.
"there's no purpose to live!" I cried.
"shhh" she says soothingly.
"there isn't" I wept.
"it's okay" she wiped me tears again.
"tyler?" I look up and josh walked in.

"are you okay?" he asks me.
"where did she go!?" I exclaim. I look round the room. she's gone.
"who?" he asks me.
"mariyah was here..." I dropped onto the bed and started crying again.
"ty" josh helped me up and gave me a bro hug.
"she may be gone. but she wants you to live, okay? stay alive" he says.
"she's not gone" I hiss.
"tyler we all saw her body. she's dead"
"SHES NOT GONE!" I scream.
"sorry" I say quietly.
"it's okay. it's not your fault. now, I went and brought you some Taco Bell so you should come down and eat some" he says.
"I don't want any" I mutter.
"YOU JUST VIOLATED ME!"
"sorry" I say deadly.
"not a good time?"
"indeed"