Blasphemy

chapter 15 - Josh

TRIGGER WARNING- SELF HARM

I text Tyler happily, after my shower. Hey, wanna come round? Xxx

I wait for a few minutes, but no answer. This is wierd for Tyler as he's usually always at his phone. My face hurts as I frown, reminding me of the fading remaining bruises on my face. I had a purple-black eye and a greeny forehead and a purple cheek. I had been back to school a few days ago, and everyone stared. It made me more socially anxious than I already was; maybe that was why I asked Tyler to come round, not go out.

More minutes passed and i grew worried. I knew it was stupid- but Tyler always answered his phone. I ran quickly over to my window and pushed it open, but couldnt see Tyler.

After a while I couldn't take it anymore. Tyler never went out without me so he must be in there. I grabbed my trainers, put them on and raced over to his house.

I didn't want to knock because I was scared of Tyler's dad as I could always hear him shouting and when I did meet him he glared at me the whole time. I tried the handle and It was open, and there were no cars in the drive so his parents must be out.

I pushed it open but couldn't hear anything so I closed it carefully and went inside. I walked on tiptoe all the way to the kitchen, where I could hear faint cries and gasps. In the kitchen, at the sink stood tyler; I could tell because of his beautiful brown hair. His shaking hands lifted up something and put it to his wrist - a razor. No. Before I could reach him the razor had cut his skin and I could see blood dripping, so i ran to him and put my arms tight around him. I plucked the razor out of his shaking hands and kicked it, making it skid along the kitchen floor. I could hear him still quietly crying, so i turned him around and hugged him properly, being careful of his bleeding wrist. He wept on my shoulder, his body shaking. ' Tyler, don't do that to yourself ever again,' I said quietly, missing him on the forehead. 'B-but I have sinned. I am a bad person and deserved to be punished.' He whispered. 'BULLSHIT,' I shouted, making him jump. 'We can be fucking bad together Tyler.' I gently picked up his wrist and kissed it. 'I love you,' I said, my lips red from the blood. He kissed me passionately, and I took him upstairs to get cleaned up. Now he had blood on his lips too and we looked like a had been in a fist fight. Shaking, I cleaned his wrist and put it in a bandage. I found a sharpie and wrote on his bandage give your wrists a break- josh xxxx
We then went back to my house becuase I didn't want him to be by himself and he told me about how his dad hits him. We hugged and talked and watched some TV under a fluffy blanket, on my bed. We both fell asleep and woke up the next morning.

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The next night
I called him as soon as it was 9:00 o'clock, the time Tyler got ready for bed. He answered immediately, and I saw his confused face come on the screen of my phone. 'What are you doing Josh?' He asked, frowning. 'Im gonna stay with you until you fall asleep so you don't do that to yourself. I would come over but neither mine or your parents would let us so this will have to do.'  He smiled at me. 'That's so cute you know,' he said, blushing.

So we talked and talked while we brushed our teeth and got into bed. I watched as he fell asleep, his phone in his hands. As soon as I was absolutely sure that he was asleep, I swtiched the phone off and went to sleep, thinking about how adorable he looked when he slept, his little mouth puckered like a baby's, his forehead creased, frowning slightly. He was just about the most adorable human being I had ever come across.