It has been exactly three years since the 'incident' happened yet I still panic every time I get in a cab, at least this time the reason I'm in a cab is to see Tyler my therapist. Seeing him always manages to brighten me up a bit, although, today I'm a bit more anxious to see him as I've been wanting to tell him something for a while but I'm worried he will give me some medication even though he said he never will as medication is only temporary.
As the cab pulls up outside the small house that has been covered in lyrics and quotes from other patients, I see the thing that I've been too scared to tell Tyler about. A rather short boy with jett black hair and eyes the colour of coffee, as I get out of the cab I walk up to him and ask why he's here and not back at his hometown? He reply's in a worried voice with one simple word "scars".
and just like that he disappears. I take a quick glance at my watch and see the time, 5:28pm, two minutes until my session, I walk in the building and see the overly happy but also anxious receptionist, Josh with his bright yellow hair tapping away to a song, he notices me and says that Tyler is ready to see me.
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Taxi Cab
FanfictionA supposedly normal kid, trying to get over his best friend's death. Although, he is not doing it alone. Somewhat based on the song 'Taxi Cab' By TwentyOnePilots Warning! Mentions of self harm and suicidal thoughts.
