Metaphorically, I'm a Whore... // Tyler Joseph

Chapter Forty Two.

The next few days dragged by. It all felt like routine to me. Wake up, feel bad about myself, have Tyler tell me it was all gonna be okay, curl up under my duvet, eat dinner, fall asleep on the couch, wake up in my bed the next morning, and so the cycle restarted.
I had slipped into some form of sadness. I wouldn't call it depression, nor would I go as far to say I wasn't upset at all, because I was. What Jenna had said to me had strangely affected me, but I didn't dare tell Tyler about it. I did text Josh about it however. He told me to just ignore her and that she was being ridiculous. I agreed with him to some extent, but I couldn't help but feel that everything she had said was in fact true.

I sat on the couch with my legs elevated on the coffee table in front of me. The hood of Tyler's yellow hoodie was slightly disrupting my vision but I didn't care at this point. I took another sip of my tea as I watched the TV.
"So I made us some popcorn, I know you like salted so I made two bowls. One for me and one for you, but you can have more of mine if you want." Josh smiled as he walked into the room and sat beside me on the couch.
I smiled weakly at his comment and nodded, taking the bowl from him and balancing it carefully on my lap.

"Hey, where is Tyler?" Josh asked suddenly. I froze for a second. Truth be told, I had no idea where Tyler was. He didn't say where he was going, nor did he say when he would be back. He had been MIA for these past few days. I only saw him when I would wake up in the middle of the night and see him lying beside me.
"I don't know. Probably out doing band promo or something. Maybe shopping?"
Josh frowned. I knew it upset him that I was upset, but as far as I was aware, nothing was wrong with Tyler and I, all that I was upset by was how the media and Jenna all hated me for being happy, and yet, somehow they had definitely managed to bring me down. I wonder if they thought that they were clever for doing so?

The movie that Josh and I had chosen to watch had finally come to an end. Josh picked up the remote and began to surf through the channels on my TV.
I picked up a piece of popcorn as he did so, twiddling it between my fingertips before eventually forcing it into my mouth and chewing with little enthusiasm. If I could choose to not eat at all, I probably would have done so by now, but Josh had been around a lot lately during Tyler's random absence, and so he always made sure I kept a diet of some sort maintained.

'And earlier today, Tyler Joseph was spo-'

The report was interrupted by Josh skipping the channel suddenly.
"Wait! Go back!" I exclaimed, sitting up from my position slightly.
Josh flipped back to the channel and what I saw before me completely ruined me.
A picture of Tyler filled the screen. Jenna was stood beside him, his arm draped around her waist and hers around his. They were smiling together. They looked...happy.
Another picture flashed onto the screen. Tyler and Jenna, in the same location, only this time, her lips were placed gently upon his cheek as Tyler blushed to her actions.

My bowl of popcorn rolled off of my lap and hit the floor, spilling everywhere as it did so.
I was wrecked.

'It seems as though Tyler and Jenna have rekindled their love. I guess that Amanda is out of the picture for good now. It's good indeed to welcome back the couple of the year.' The news report finished.

I grabbed the remote from Josh and turned off the TV, tossing the remote to the side of me.
I buried my head between my legs and let out a long exhale. Tears filled my eyes all too quickly and began cascading down my cheeks.
I then let out a long and loud cry. A cry of pain. A cry of agony. A cry of absolute heartbreak.
Josh scooted closer to me and rested his hand on my shoulder, rubbing his thumb in circular motions. He then pulled me into a hug, letting me cry into his shirt.

Later that evening, after Josh had gone home, I stayed in my room with the door cracked open, watching the front door and waiting for Tyler to come home. My heart was pounding in my chest as I waited for his arrival. I was even more terrified of the fact that he could walk through that door with Jenna by his side.
My thoughts were quickly interrupted as the front door suddenly opened. I watched closely as Tyler walked through and closed the door behind him. He tossed his keys onto the kitchen counter and raised an eyebrow as he noticed the TV had been left on but I was no where in sight.

Tyler made his way to the couch and sat down, staring at the TV as the report that I had watched earlier began to play over again. Tyler studied the TV and then lowered his head, he exhaled loudly and then mumbled angrily to himself.
I then saw an image of them kissing appear on the TV and as it did so, I quickly emerged from the bedroom in anger and despair. Tyler turned around suddenly, hearing my footsteps.
His face dropped as he saw mine, his eyes began to tear up and his bottom lip began to quiver.
"Amanda, I.." he trailed off. I could tell that he didn't know what to say. I just frowned at him and lowered my head.
Tyler growled in anger and rose suddenly from his seat, his fist clenched as he raised it and slammed it into the wall in front of him. I jumped back, startled by his sudden anger.
He then span around and stared at me intensely. I could tell he was broken by seeing me like this, but he had definitely caused me
more pain.
"Amanda. It's not what you think, I swear, she's just-"
"Tyler." I cut him off. "Just stop."
I took in a deep breath.
"I'm staying at Josh's. He came round earlier and we watched the report together. After everything we have been through, Tyler. I thought you were different. I thought you cared about me. My mistake."
I grabbed the handle of my suitcase and wheeled it to the front door, throwing it open forcefully.

"Goodbye Tyler." I stated, before slamming the door behind me.