gone//joshler

3

Josh's POV
I ran to Tyler's house and kicked down the door. I ran inside. I searched around the house and then found a locked room. I knocked.
"N-n-no one's here!" I heard Tyler say. I could tell he was crying.
"Let me in."
"No!"
"I don't want to kick down another door. Come on."
Then I heard the door unlock, and I immediately turned the doorknob and ran in. It was a bit messy but I didn't care.
I saw a pen and a piece of paper. I saw a knife next to it, and Tyler on his bed.
"What is this?!?" I cried.
He didn't reply. He was under a bunch of sheets.
"Tyler!" I shouted.
I then went up next to his bed.
I pulled the sheets down.
He was still breathing.
"Tyler. You aren't okay."
Tyler still wasn't saying anything. His eyes were still watery.
I looked at the piece of paper.
"I didn't know y-you felt like this. I-I'm sorry..."
"Nothing's your fault, I only just met you." He finally said.
"Well you can tell me everything."
Tyler sat up, wiping his eyes off with his sleeves.
"Well it all started when I was little, my dad wasn't around much but my mom was the nicest person I knew. I thought everyone was like that, and then I went to school and saw people hurting each other and I was scared to be hurt by these people. I tried to hide from them. But one day, they came up to me and called me really bad names. I don't want to talk about what they were," Tyler paused. His breath was shaky. He continued, "after a few days my mom...she had left us. my brothers and sister."
I listened.
"We were living alone and our dad came to visit as often as he could. He made sure we were fine. I got bullied every day but then sometimes, my brothers would try and stand up to them but they would just get hurt too. Finally, someone had told the principal. I don't know where they could have gone now. But still, some people call me gay or weird. They'll push me around. I didn't know what to do, so I picked up a knife and this is where it left me."

"I-I didn't know...i-i don't know what to say..."
Tyler was silent again.
"Tyler...come here..." I said.
He looked over, and then slid down on the floor next to me.
"Wha-" He started to say, but I interrupted him.
"Shush. Just admire the warmth of the sun in the window." I whispered.
Tyler's shaky breath was disappearing as tears filled in. They ran down his cheeks. He leaned up against my shoulder.

"Just don't worry about me."