Chapter Eleven: Prove Me Wrong

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ALL CREDIT TO THE FOREST FIC IF I USED A REFERENCE OKAY?? OKAY! I DID USE SOME REFERENCES AND I JUST WANT TO SAY THAT EVEN THOUGHT IT'S NOT REALLY FROM THE FOREST FIC IT'S MORE FROM FOREST THE SONG BUT IDC OKAY SO SHUSH DON'T GET MAD!

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The cold floor was nothing compared to the thorns growing in Tyler's heart. He walked into his mom's bathroom, searching for the weapon he had in mind. Cracking open drawers and pulling open bowls, he finally found it. A small bottle of pills. His mom's old pills that she never used. Slowly he pulled the top off, listening to the small killers inside of the plastic. It sounded like his heartbeat, which was beating so fast he thought he might die from a heart attack instead of suicide. No one loved him, so why was he freaking out?

Maybe some people don't have a purpose, Tyler thought. I mean, I'll probably just grow up and do something like my parents. I won't be important. No one will love me, I don't deserve love.

Eat them.

Tyler winced and watched the world go by from the window he could see in the bathroom. Quickly, he grabbed his phone.Josh should know his wishes were fulfilled.

Goodbye, Josh, Tyler texted.

Suddenly, an idea rang through his mind. He jumped up and ran to his bedroom, pulling open a small box. Small notes sat inside. Suicide notes. He had a lot since he thought about suicide a lot. Tyler had a lot ready.

Slowly, he shuffled through them, finding the best one until it reached his palm. He quickly edited it and read it out loud, tears falling from his hurt eyes.

Dear family,

As you read this letter, I will be dead. I couldn't live any longer. I know you wanted me to be happy, and now I am. Mom, I'm sorry I was never the son you wanted. Dad, I'm sorry I couldn't make you proud. Zack, you are an amazing and the best brother. You will do great things. Maddie, you are a great sister that many man or woman would be lucky to have. Jay, I know you're young, but you're strong. I love you all,

-Tyler

Tyler took another piece of paper, remembering Josh. He decided to make one.

Dear Josh,

I'm sorry, but you deserve better. I'm worthless.

-Tyler

Glancing back at his phone, he waited for the last text. It never came. He picked up his phone, then slammed it down, triggering his tears.

"I HATE MYSELF!" He screamed as he grabbed the letters. "I HATE MY LIFE!"

His lungs filled up with spit, tears flying everywhere. The tears that were once rolling down his cheeks were now splattered on the ground, his eyes burning from no moisture. Quickly, he sucked back the pills, the sticky spit covering the fluffy pills.

Goodbye, Tyler Joseph.

He shut his eyes and tried to breathe. Why did he want to die?

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