Screen (Joshler) (second version)

Chapter 26

This version of the story is supposed to be without triggering stuff. But I couldn't change the way this chapter went. So trigger warning for suicide and more murder.

"I gave you everything, Everything I had! I don't talk to my family anymore, because I chose you over them! I helped you... Why would you do this to me?!" Josh's mum slapped her husband right across the face. Josh was sitting on the floor in the hallway upstairs, tears rolling down his face. 3 days... It had been 3 days since he'd made the deal. He'd went to the new school. He hadn't bumped into Tyler. Hadn't talked to Tyler. It was like they'd never been friends. The first they had gone great. The second day was rather boring. But the third day... The third day he'd come home, his dad had brought someone, a lady. She was wearing a small skirt. He was holding an empty beer bottle. His dad had been sober for years. Ever since he'd met Josh's mom, he'd gave up drinking. But he'd come home drunk... Josh's mom was yelling at him now. The lady on his side seemed to be intoxicated too. Josh put his head in his hands. Why were they fighting... They'd always been a happy family... "Enough! Leave my house and take that Slut with you!" The woman glared at Josh's mom. "Bitch, what did you call me?" She pushed her lightly. Josh's mom pushed her back, harshly. She fell back and hit her head. "How dare you!" She yelled. Josh's dad slammed the bottle against a wall, it broke off. "Apologies to her." He told his wife. She looked at him in disbelief. "Excuse me?" She raised an eyebrow. "I'm not apologizing to your slut. Now take her and leave." Josh's dad swung the bottle with rage in his eyes. He was drunk, didn't realize what he was doing. Blood started rolling down, out of her throat. Josh gasped and ran downstairs. "M-Mom!" He yelled as he held her, crying. His mom blinked, sobbing, as she let out her last breathe. "Oh stop crying, you wimp." His father laughed. "Didn't you see she had it coming?" He pulled Josh away from his mother harshly. "Don't touch me!" Josh yelled. His father raised an eyebrow. "Don't act as if you didn't enjoy that. You play for the other team, don't you?" He grinned as he punched Josh in the face. Josh gripped his nose but his dad wasn't done yet. He kicked him, over and over. Just like before, Josh got beaten up, maybe even more than in the other reality. Once his dad was done, he managed to get up. In an act of rage, he took the bottle from his dad, making the exact same motion his dad had made at his mom. Blood tainted his white shirt red, just like last time when he helped get rid of his mom's body. The lady at his side screamed and looked at him in terror. "What have you done?!" She yelled. He turned to her and did the same thing, without any effort. Now he had two dead parents instead of one... But at least Tyler was happy, right?

Josh rang the doorbell. There was no answer. He was going to knock on the door instead but it was open. He walked in nervously. "Hello?" He called out. Nobody answered. He stepped over piles of unopened mail and bills. It seemed like the family in the house had gone on a vacation and hadn't been home for a long while. The place was a mess. There were dishes everywhere and just lots of trash. "Tyler?" It was quiet. Too quiet. Mr. Joseph was nowhere to be seen. Josh walked into the kitchen but nobody was there. He walked upstairs, where he found Mr. Joseph, laying on the floor of his bedroom, his neck snapped. Josh's eyes went wide. He shook his head. Not Mr. Joseph.. Had Blurry done this? Josh thought Blurry was gone and had only popped up when he'd appeared in Tyler's life. Josh left Mr. Joseph to be and ran into Tyler's room. "Tyler?" He pushed the door open slowly. Tyler's room was a mess too. Paper was everywhere. There were crumbled paper sheets and sketches. Josh looked at some of them. They were rather dark and worrying. His window was broken. There was blood on the wall. The whole place looked like a crime scene. And he hadn't even seen the victim yet. Josh turned around, to the centre of the room. His heart dropped with him as he dropped to his knees. "No, Tyler no!" He screamed. Tyler was hanging from the ceiling, a rope around his throat. His eyes were wide open, almost his whole body was covered in dried blood. Josh wasn't sure wether it was Tyler's or his dad's. "I don't want his, please bring me back, please make this undone!" Josh yelled, tears running down his cheeks as he screamed in frustration again. Why did he ever make that deal? Without Tyler in his life, Josh's life was awful. And without Josh in his life, so was Tyler's. And now, in this reality, Tyler was dead. And it was Josh's fault. "Please... Please.." He whispered. "I-I made a mistake... Please turn this back, I'll give you anything you want." Josh said. He didn't going if the demon heard him. But he was a demon, Of course he heard him, right?

Josh sat outside on the steps before Tyler's house. The demon hadn't come back. He was all alone. Tyler was dead. He didn't want to live like that. Not without Tyler. A car came speeding through the street. Josh had made a discussion. He stepped onto the road the moment the car came by.

"I'm telling you, Sammy, there is not case here." Dean stated as he looked at his brother. "The circumstances of the murders are exactly the same, Dean. The last body wasn't even found!" Dean rolled his eyes. "Bodies disappear sometimes. There's no case." He turned up the music before Sam could argue and focused on the road again. The boy came out of nowhere, seemed to throw himself in front of the car. "Dean watch out!" Sam yelled. But it was too late. Dean wasn't on time with breaking. He'd hit the boy.

Plottwist. Decided to add some Supernatural in here..