crush ⚣ joshler [✔︎]

eleven

josh pushes brendon away and stand in front of little me who's scared to death.
-have they done anything to you? he asks quickly. i just shake my head in response while looking at him with glowy eyes. he turns around to the others.
-you think you can save him?! brendon screams angrily.
-listen dun, you can't fucking save him or anyone else. you had your time. it's over now. brendon pulls out a gun as well and points it at me. josh is quick to jump up at brendon before he has the time to do anything. the other boys are just standing there silently. they don't do anything surprisingly, they just look at brendon and josh with bored expressions. like they do this everyday, i'm still scared to death though. someone is trying to kill me for gods sake. suddenly both boys are standing up, they are looking at each other with angry eyes and gritted teeth.
-are you a fucking faggot, dun? an evil smile spread across brendon's face as the sentence fell out of his mouth.
-i may be. but why would it bother you? you are too. josh's answer was simple but brendon looked at him in panic.
-no i'm not! he screams back.
-you basically have two boyfriends right now. josh glances at dallon then ryan. they both look surprised. brendon looks back at the two boys.
-i-i'm so sorry. listen i can exp- brendon starts but gets interrupted by dallon.
-i think you've explained enough. then he leaves the apartment, ryan takes an angry glance at brendon and leaves right after.
-thanks a lot dun. this battle isn't over. i'm gonna fucking kill you and your disgusting boy-toy. brendon says after a moment of silence and leaves the apartment as well, with all the boys after him of course.

a sigh of relief escapes my lips. i suddenly feel tears streaming down my face, i pull the covers over my head in a rush so that josh won't see me. all he does though is sigh, the sigh is not angry or annoyed, no it's a sad sigh. he then approach my bed and lay down next to me, hugging me tight.
-i-i'm sorry for causing trouble. i whisper slowly.
-you're not causing trouble tyler, i am the trouble. he answers softly and take the blanket of my face again. he looks at me, almost adoring me. he lifts his hand up to my cheek and strokes it gently.
-you're beautiful tyler. the words came as a shock. he has never said something like that before, and it almost felt like, like he.. like he meant it.
-seriously tyler, you're the most beautiful man alive. i know that i've been like on and off and shit but i think i-i.. i think i like you tyler. i understand if you don't like me but please you- i cut him off by putting my hand over his mouth. before speaking i take a deep breath and squeeze my eyes together.
-ilikeyoutoo. the sentence was rushed and barely i could understand what i just had said.
-sorry what? seriously? he acts shocked though i know that he already knows.
-you already know it. don't act shocked you dick! i punch him playfully on his muscular shoulder, he laughs in response but give me a cute smile afterwards.

after just lying in my bed, talking about nothing we get up.
-okay tyler, i'm gonna explain everything later, is that okay? he asks gently as he's giving me a sad smile. i nod hesitantly.
-we're going on a little trip, okay? i nod again, even more hesitant this time.
-you gotta trust me okay? you're not safe here. brendon does whatever he wants, if he says he's gonna kill us, he's gonna fucking kill us. unless we hide of course. he says it as it's nothing but i get scared again, tears are forming behind my eyes.
-oh no ty, don't get scared. you're safe with me. i swear i wont let anything happen to you. he brings me in for a tight hug and stroke my hair softly.
-shouldn't we call the police? i manage to say after crying for a solid minute.
-no. absolutely not. tyler, don't call the fucking police! he grips my shoulders and shake them harshly as he says the words in an angry tone. i nod slowly, feeling terrified. for a second i thought he was forming bruises along my shoulders.
-i'm sorry, just don't call the police. he begs as he starts to rub my shoulders, where he held me harshly seconds ago.

i read the note one last time before i put it on the kitchen counter again.

i'm going on a little trip, please don't be worried. i'm in good hands.
i don't know when i can answer your calls but as soon as i can, i will.
and mom, you're the best.

i love you,
tyler.

that'll do. i guess.. i read it one more time and decide it has to do. she'll probably get worried to death but if i stay here i'll be dead. sooo.. there's not much i can do about it.
-you ready ty? josh asks, interrupting my thoughts. he's standing by the door with my bags. looking like a god as usual. how can i even think that under the circumstances?
-yeah! i answer in a rush. i check if my phone is in my pocket and walk out after josh.
god, i'll miss mom. i wonder for how long we're gonna be away for. josh didn't know either so i packed most of my clothes, just in case..