When Josh and I went to Taco Bell for our first day of work, Jenna told us everything we needed to know. After her instructions we got to work.
[ONE MONTH LATER]
Josh and I got the hang of things. But, I had a secret. One of my coworkers (Mark) would always tease me, tell me i'll get fired, call me a faggot, etc. The same thing that has been happening in school!
[FOUR MONTHS LATER]
I wall into the bathroom of me and Josh's apartment. I can't anymore. I just can't put up with this! I open a drawer and pull out a razor. I didn't want to hurt myself but I feel like I deserve this...all of a sudden I feel guilty, and I haven't done anything wrong. I cut my wrists. Josh knocked on the door.
"Hey are you ok in there? You've been in there for a while."
"I'm ok. I'll be out in sec."
I throw on a long sleeve shirt and I sit on the couch. My arm stings. I can't take the pain so my eyes start to water.
"Tyler are you ok?"
"I'm fine.."
"I know you're not fine. Tell me, what's the matter?"
I get up and try to walk away. Josh tries to grab my hand but grabs my wrist instead.
"Ow!"
"OMG"
Josh releases my wrist from his hand. We both look down and see that the sleeve of my shirt is stained with blood.
"TYLER! Explain this. NOW!" Josh yells.
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My Name's B L U R R Y F A C E
FanfictionHey this is my first story. It's a Twenty One Pilot fan fiction based off of Tyler Joseph's anxiety and depression, blurryface. Hope you enjoy my fan fiction. Thanks for even bothering to read it. Stay alive frens |-/
