Thirteen
PRESENT
"Tyler, your mom told me to come, maybe I don't know what it's like to have my boyfriend die, or someone close to me, but I know how it is when people push you away. Please open up."
"Go away, Brendon. I hit you and that's inexcusable."
"I pissed you off."
"I still shouldn't have done it. I shouldn't have slapped you. Just please go away."
"Josh meant a lot to you, I know that. But I don't want to see another one of my friends leave me, especially not you. You're my best friend, Tyler, and I care about you–"
The door creaked open, and Brendon could see Tyler's brown eyes and disheveled hair and clothes. He hadn't left his room at all. He reeked, too.
"Tyler–"
Tyler ruffled his hair then rubbed his eyes, like seeing light was harsh on him which it kind of was.
"You can come in."
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not today | joshler
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] The world would be better if I stayed in the same room I was born in. [self harm & depression] started: march 20 2017 ended: april 21 2017 um so i wrote this when i was in 7th grade so it sucks. 2017
