A boy sits down in his basement, a single light bulb swinging slightly overhead. The room is as dark as the night itself. His head is dropped to the keys on his piano, not playing. Music sheets are scattered about. A single tear drops onto the piano, and he starts pushing the notes softly. "Here I come, come to you." He whispers.
He is vulnerable, alone, and fearful. Who will save him?
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Fanfictionthe whole ride there, tyler was a bit nervous but he couldn't tell why. he had been nervous before, but never like this. it was a different kind of nervous. one he hadn't discovered before. he'd heard people talking about it, people would call it bu...
