(TYLERS POV)
Note to self: never do drugs again. Also, the only channel they get on the hospital TV is the QVC Network. And I've already bought a toaster oven, a blow drier, and $28.99 hairspray.
"Oh, shit..." Brendon uttered as Tyler was wheeled out of the ER. He was looking rough... Tyler looked weak and sick. But he also looked angry. Brendon guessed it was expected from someone who just had acid vacuumed from his innards. However, the anger seemed deeper than that. Tyler looked like he was conspiring something terrible. Like he was so mad he was happy. This tore Brendon apart inside, mostly because he cared so much for his best friends. Brendon feared for Josh's safety and Tyler's mental health and well-being, as he had been through an immense amount of misfortune and abuse in the past few hours at the least.
"Oh my god! Tyler!"Exclaimed Josh as he saw his best friend pushed out of intensive care in a wheelchair. He had been so worried for him. He wanted to rush to them and apologize for everything he had done to cause him pain and suffering, but he knew it was best to hold back. He didn't want to stress his friend out too much. Little did he know that's exactly what he was doing.
"Hello friends! It's so great to be out! It was pretty terrible, if you know what I mean! "Chatted Tyler as he rounded the corner into the waiting room. "I can't believe how quickly they perform procedure!" He was too happy, Josh thought. What was getting to him? Was it me? Josh wondered.
"Shit!" Yelped Brendon as Josh collapsed. Mental stress, he thought.
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FanficThis is my first story, and very rough. So bare with me, as the title will probably change as well as much more xxx
