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CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE

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a lil triggering

(sO MANY TRIGGERS SORRY)

Tyler sat in the office with the psychiatrist sitting in front of him in an office chair.

Tyler felt stupid. He was with a man who helped crazy people for christ sake.

Kelly sat next to her son, tyler, and put her hand on his thigh.

Tyler was a 28 year old man who had to get help on his own, he didn't want his mother to waste her time.

Tyler had to save himself.

"Sir?" the psychiatrist asked.

Tyler spun out of his thoughts and fake smiled.

"Sorry." He said.

"Nothing to be sorry for Tyler."

Tyler nodded.

"Tyler, is it alright if i ask some questions?"

Tyler nodded again. he didn't want the guy to ask questions, but he also really needed help.

"Your mother tells me you've been having encounters with "Blurryface" for quite some time."

Tyler nods, fearing blurry heard.

"how long?" the professional had a notebook and a pen.

"Ever since i was 14, and I'm 28 now. so, for many years, sir.."

"Call me Dr. Craig, no need to call me sir Tyler." He smiled.

Tyler nodded.

"So, Anyway, Tyler. What is "Blurryface" like?"

"Terrifying.." cold chills went down Tyler's body.

"So, is he bad to you? does he like to scare you?" Dr. Craig asked him.

"Well uh.." Tyler's voice cracked.

"He likes to beat me up. choke me, slap me, cuss at me, and he's always telling me to commit suicide..he even tried to drown me last night.."

The psychiatrists eyes widened.

he knew blurryface wasn't real.

he knew Tyler was crazy.

everyone knew Tyler was crazy.

"Tyler?" the psychiatrist asked.

"Yeah?" Tyler nodded.

"We need you to come on often."

"Why?" Tyler asked as his heart raced. no. nononono, he thought.

"Tyler.."

it was silent.

"Blurryface isn't real.. he's imaginary."

Tyler began to feel angry.

nobody believed him.

blurryface was real!

blurryface is real!

"No! No, No, No!" Tyler yelled.

"Tyler!" Kelly yelled, trying to settle him down.

"He's real! i know it!" Tyler broke into tears as he yelled.

"Tyl-"

"Explain these!" Tyler rolled up his sleeves, showing the scratch marks and pinches.

but as Tyler rolled uo his sleeves, his fresh self harm scars showed..

Kelly's gaze went to Tyler's arm, where the scars were.

same with Dr. Craig?

"Ty?" kelly asked.

Tyler was angry, he didn't even notice he showed the scars.

"When?" kelly looked hurt.

"when what?!" Tyler was boiling.

Tyler's eyes went to his arm, and he seen his scars. they were deep and horrifying..

Tyler quickly rolled down his sleeve.

"Ty... w-when?"

"Mom-" Tyler sighed.

"This morning.." He said quietly.

Dr. Craig was drained.

He just found out tyler had a "blurryface", and now he just found out tyler, tyler self harmed.

he was concerned.

"Tyler, we need to talk." kelly grabbed his arm, and walked out the office with tears streaming down her face.

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