•Brendon's POV•
It was awkward in the ambulance truck. Clearly, Josh never saw that Tyler died. I don't know how to tell him. Josh stayed in his little bed, giving me dirty looks. I have to admit, I was acting a little jealous when Tyler was with him. I caused all of this.
At least 3 people pushed the bed towards the hospital when we got off. I was still worried sick about Josh. I still had tears running down my face from Tyler. Today was a rough day. We finally reached the emergency room. I stood there, shaking. Josh was looking at me the whole time, with fear in his eyes.
When they were done examining him, they left. I ran over to him and held his hand. "Don't worry, Josh. It'll be alright." He smiled weakly and stared at me. He wasn't really mad anymore. He was more concerned.
When the doctors said he was ready to go home, he got bandaged up and hopped into a wheelchair. I thanked the doctors and started to push the wheelchair. "Let's go back to my place," Josh said. "I need to turn off the TV and see Tyler one last time." My whole face went red.
Should I tell him Tyler is dead? He will be heartbroken. I opened up the passengers seat for him and helped him up. Then I got in. We got onto the road and everything went silent. "Hey." I turned to see Josh. "Thank you. I shouldn't have treated you that way. I'm sorry." I smiled. "Don't apologize. You weren't yourself in the hospital. I am sorry. Sorry for not listening to you. Sorry for beating Tyler up." Josh smiled. "Hey. It's fine. Anyway, is Tyler ok?"
I panicked. "You'll see when we get home." Josh jumped. "A-alright." I could easily tell he was nervous. He held his hand as we drove home. When we arrived, Josh practically jumped out of his seat. "Cmon Brendon. Is he ok?" I looked at him. We walked towards the door and Josh unlocked it. We entered inside. Josh saw blood on the floor. "Wow. I didn't realize how much of a cut it was." He chuckled. My face tuned red.
"Brendon. What's wrong?" I stared at him. "That wasn't all your blood. Take a closer look. Try to imagine everything." Josh frowned. "Well, I remember having the knife in my hand before I passed out. Why is it over there?" Josh pointed to where Tyler died. "Brendon? Where's Tyler?" I looked at him, sobbing now. "He is gone, Josh. He tried to stop me from killing myself. I'm sorry."
Josh looked at me in disbelief. He started crying. "You started all of this. If you would have never texted me on snapchat. Why?" Josh was now screaming. "Why Brendon?" he screamed through his sobs. "Because I thought you were attractive, ok?" I screamed back at him.
Then he did something I thought he would have never done. He punched me. I flew back. He was extremely strong. He started full out crying. "Get out of my house." I hesitated. "But Josh please just lis-" "Listen to what? You already have ruined everything. My boyfriend my life. Countless things. Get out of my house," Josh screamed back at me. I ran out of his house, got into the car, and pulled out of the driveway
"NØBODY." Josh screamed back at me.
NØBODY.
