I'm Sorry (Joshler)

Part 6

Tylers POV
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It pained me to see the boy with mocha eyes hurt in such a wicked way. His pain shown through his cuts and bruises and by the tears trailing down his face. We were both broken people, but we reckoned we could fix each other.

"Ok Josh." I said after I finished cleaning his cuts. "Pack everything that you need, we'll be leaving in the morning." He solemnly nodded his head and stared at me with many different emotions. I could see his fear, but also adoration. I loved this boy more than words could even begin to describe.

We layed down onto the bed, snuggled into each other and drifted off into a comfortable slumber.

joshs pov

"You worthless faggot! I wish you were never born! Go kill yourself" He screeched as he barelled his fists into the pit of my stomach, hitting harder and harder each time I screeched with pain. The tears streamed down my face as the sharp object was thrust into my hear-

I woke up with a start. It's just a dream josh, a horrible, realistic, bloody dream.

But for some reason it felt real, it felt like he deserved all the pain he was getting.

I got up off the bed, careful not to wake the taller boy, stretched out angelically on the bed. I walked over to the bathroom and shut the door. I opened the cabinet, knowing what I was looking for and let out a small grunt of satisfaction when I found them.

I took out the sharpest blade that I could find and turned it over in my palm before running it over my skin. I drew on my arms with the sharp object, engraving lines of different sizes into my skin.

Tylers POV

I woke up to find that Josh wasn't lying in bed next to me. Where had he gone? I slowly got up off the comfy bed and walked into the bathroom. What I saw next made me sick to my stomach.

"No Josh, not you, please not you." I said with tears streaming down my eyes as I saw the crimson blood dripping from his wrist and painting the bathroom floor. "Never do that, there is always someone who cares about you, don't you ever!" I cried into his shoulders.

"Like who Ty, nobody gives a shit about me."

"I do Josh, I care about you more than you could ever know." I whispered soothingly into his ear.

We collapsed to the floor, gripping onto each other tightly, like our lives depended on it.