Josh arrived home. No one but Tyler was there. He was bent over the kitchen sink, a gargantuan Cuisenart knife in his hand. Opioids in an orange prescription bottle next to him, spilled on the floor.
"Leave," He grunted, without turning around. Josh didn't move. "I said get the HELL OUT OF HERE!" Tyler screamed, turning around and hurling the knife at Josh, missing by a yard and a half at least.
"No. Tyler. It's not even kind of worth it! I'm so sorry. This is cliché and lame of me to say, but I don't care. I let my protection and care for Jenna get in my way for some stupid reason. I love you. So much-" Josh yelled as loud as he could.
"Shut the hell up, stupid bastard! You're just saying shit! You have always been so supportive of me! What's changed? NOTHING! It's just a show to boost your stupid fucking ego. Now. Get the HELL OUT!" And with that, Tyler, dove for the opioids on the floor.
"NO!" Josh exclaimed. "No! Get away from those. People die every day from those things. Don't do this to me. I will end it to be with you. Forever." He let go of the spot on Tyler's arm that he had gripped, but kept the hold on him using his captivating amber eyes.
But Tyler's insides were already dead and gone. So he shoved the pills on his mouth. And swallowed.
"No, you stupid asshole! What are you doing?" Josh cried genuinely. He poured salt into a glass of water nearby and forced Tyler to drink it. It would cause him to vomit all the poison out of his system. Josh was confident it would work. It will, right?
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FanfictionThis is my first story, and very rough. So bare with me, as the title will probably change as well as much more xxx
