Emo Band Imagines

Cancer 2 ~ T.J.

Tyler walked out of your hospital room. He looked on the floor while walking. He didn't have to look up, he was here everyday and knew the hospital by heart. He reached the elevator, with his head still down, going inside and pressing on the button that would bring him down again.

Saying goodbye to the lady at the front desk, walking out to his car, driving home, ordering food, eating it and finally going to bed.

That was Tylers night routine for over a month now. He was sick of it. Tyler wanted his old routine back:
Coming home with you from a date, cuddling while watching the dumbest movies and falling asleep with you in his arms.

He always tried to see the positive things in life, but now he knew he would never have his old routine back.

Never.

Before he knew, he was already in his bed. Tyler was starring at the ceiling until he finally fell asleep.

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Tyler woke up with his annoying ringtone. Before he picked up the unknown number, he looked at his clock on his bedside table.

2:37 am.

He finally picked up and was greeted with the familiar voice of the woman who was working on front desk of the hospital.

"Hello, Mr. Joseph?" She asked.

"Yea?" Tyler answered with a yawn, rubbing his eyes.

"I am very sorry to say this, but Y/n L/n has passed away." The woman said.

Tylers throat dried, tears welled in his eyes. He knew this moment would come, even though he always told Y/n that it wouldn't, he always knew. But why was he so shocked now?

"Mr. Joseph?" The woman's voice teared Tyler out of his thoughts.

Tyler hummed, signaling he was still on line. "Y/n is still in the same hospital room. You are allowed to see her. Please take care." And with that the line went off.

Tyler immediately called Josh, to drive him to the hospital. He knew better than drive in a condition like this.

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"Are you okay?" Josh layed a hand on Tylers shoulder. Why was Josh asking? He isn't okay himself. Y/n was like a sister to him.

Tyler shook his head 'no' and continued to stare at her body with a blank expression. He had a blank expression on his face, but his soul was dying right now.

He didn't let his eyes travel anywhere but her lifeless body. He freed himself out of Josh's grip and sat down on the chair he always sat on. He took her hand in his, but it was different.

Her hand was cold. Even though she was weak, she would always give Tylers hand a little squeeze, to show him that she is still alive. But she couldn't give that squeeze to him now.

And she will never be able to do that again.