text me | tj + jd

7.1

josh;

i throw another pebble at the cold, stone basement wall. it reach for my pebble pile, my hand coming back up empty. i sigh, not wanting to get up and collect the scattered pebbles. my mind drifts off and starts to think about our kidnappers.

what the actual fuck though! why why why why why why why why ME! i wasn't even around or friends with tyler when he went through that phase of his life. well, i guess he still is in that phase of his life. it just doesn't make sense. how is it tyler's fault that his plug gave him the drugs without making ty pay for them fully? the plug must have known his overseer would find out. why did ty even get mixed up with drugs? we watched those health videos in seventh grade for a reason right? i sigh heavily. this is too much. i should be at home. where is jenkins? i'm so tired. fuck me....

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meanwhile...
[tyler]

my body is thrown across the cell from the force of someone's boot once again. i cough and spit out some blood. great. fucking great.
i plead to whatever being is in the sky to not let josh have to go through this torture. i don't want josh to be as messed up as me.

josh.

if only i had just committed suicide those months ago or however long ago it was...

another kick to my stomach makes me call out in pain.

pain.

if only i have stopped josh from having to endure this pain of being my friend...

i close my eyes, not really feeling the pain anymore.

***
[josh]

"josh, are you coming?"

still half asleep, i look up at a blurry figure, but i could still make out a stupid grin.

"you made it out!" i jolt up.

"well, i made it in. if that's what you mean."

"thank god you're here. now, let's go get tyler."

jenkins sighed and looked away.

"jenkins..." i started. my voice cracked.

he didn't answer. this wasn't good. no. no. no. no.

"no!" i screamed.

jenkins didn't even spare a glance at me

"what happened?" my voice was barely hearable.

"look," jenkins glanced around the cell, not making eye contact. "we have to get going before they realize..."

both of us perked up when we heard distant yelling and sirens. jenkins grabbed my hand and pulled me out running. i kept tripping over my shoes, my mind consumed with dark thoughts of tyler being alive or dead. hearing footsteps getting closer, we both ran faster than we had ever ran.

we pushed through the last door. it felt like time slowed down. i heard distant, muffled voices yelling to grab guns. we ran and ran to jenkins car. we passed the entrance tyler and i were stuffed in. we passed the horrid van we were kid napped in. jenkins drove. i don't ask about tyler. i couldn't. the truth that i was thinking was too much for me to handle.

jenkins drove and drove like how we ran and ran.

i couldn't help but wonder what tyler's last words were. if he was dea-

i shake my head.

tyler is alive i know it.

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i ended this chapter a bit earlier than i was going to. it's short but you'll enjoy the. ext chapter ill get it done today i promise (i shouldn't promise) but i can do it.