Alternate ending

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Starts toward the end of chapter 11 (loveless)

I think someone asked for this so you know be prepared for a crappy alternate ending filled with badly written love lines cos I only know sadness and have no idea what to say... plus when I first wrote the last few lines the first thing I did was imagine it as a literal thing and that just freaking creeped me out.

"Except me of course, even though I regret putting up with you almost every second." He sighs, voice morphing into a monotone yet tired emotion, "come home, where you belong, or do the world a favour and kill yourself, that way at least no one else will ever have to put up with you. I love you." The phone hangs up. He places it back on the table.

Tyler stands up on weak legs, takes in a shaky breath and wanders aimlessly into the living room, delicately sitting down on the sofa, as if it would break, as he breaks everything, ruins everything... apart from Josh, but Josh hasn't known him long enough for that to happen yet.

Stray tears start to wander down his red tinted cheeks, and his lip is trembling and his hands are shaking so much, too much, until the first choked back sob sounds throughout the flat as he leans his head in his hands, curling in on himself.

Josh hears of course, and drags his mind out of dreamland, checking the time on the too-bright alarm clock on his bedside table. 6am. Another sob echoes throughout his home, urging the blue-haired boy to hurry, which he does, blindly reaching for the switch to his bedside lamp and getting up as soon as the room fills with the pale yellow colour. It's not difficult to find Tyler, and he does find him crying on the sofa in the dark painting a picture of sorrow that makes Josh's heart ache.

The brown haired boy jumps at the sound of footsteps and looks up as soon as he hears them, finding Josh stood in front of his, sympathy scratched into his features. When Tyler looks up Josh almost gasps, because he's there with a pink tinted nose, shiny, blush-red cheeks stained with tears and a sickly complexion lit up by the sunrise.

"What's wrong?" Josh gets straight to the point, not really knowing what else to say. He sits next to Tyler, gently entwining their hands together as a small form of comfort.

"He told me to k-kill myself." He pauses, taking in a shaky breath and bringing his free and shaky hand up to wipe a few stray tears that are all that's left of his crying session mere seconds ago. "And I think... I think maybe I should... God, I'm so scared Josh."

"It's okay, he's wrong, and you may not be now, but you will be okay eventually," Josh replies, breathing deeply and urging himself to stay calm, stay strong, but he's shaking with worry. "Because, I will make sure you stay safe, and even when you are fixed and you can protect yourself, I will still be here and you can still keep my heart for the rest of time." It's honestly the most comforting thing he can think to say, even if he feels like he's just confessed a big secret. Only, Tyler doesn't seem to see it that way, and smiles a pretty, genuine smile Josh swears he's never seen before but is sure he would love to see again. Tyler says,

"If you were to give me that, as replacement, you can have mine. "

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