Blurry's the one - twenty one pilots // Tyler Joseph

9 - late night

Tyler's POV
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"because why? It's not like you care, it's not like you'll stay! So why do you want to know? everyone always leaves in the end !" Anna cried out.

She was shaking terribly with her breathing turning rapid. Every time I took a step forward she would take one back. What have I done? I just wanted to hold her.

"Because Anna I know the feeling and what's it like!" I spoke loud. She went silent bumping into a wall behind her cause she kept resisting me.

"-I know we don't know each other that much, ok?! But I am here right? Who said I even left?" I shook my head feeling terrible seeing her cry. Her sleeves were still up and she noticed pulling it down.

She shakes her head, "it doesn't matter cause you will eventually leave." She lowly says.

"Ugh Stop speaking for me! you don't even know the truth." I tried to say in the nicest way, glancing at her lips for a second. Why does she think the worlds against her so much?

She was so beautiful and her smile was gorgeous. Oh no, What are you thinking you have Jenna?!

I was brought back to reality shaking my head out of my thoughts as I saw her then walking away.

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Anna's POV
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That's it I had to leave. This was too much for me in one day. I already had to deal with today's issues with Ms. Lowell. My eyes was beginning to blur from the tears.

I sped walk not wanting this anymore. I just can't deal with it. I want to go, and when I mean 'go' I truly mean it deeply.

I felt tears threaten to fall, I really don't want him to see me like this either. I never want people to see me like this.

Why do I even have a purpose?? Everyone in this world wouldn't care so why does it matter when just one person does.

I then feel a yank pull me turning me around as I started to walk up the carpet steps. "Anna!" Tyler says twirling me around.

"Please, just stop. you didn't even give me a chance to talk!" He stared into my eyes. "I really wanna talk" He adds. I was sort of shocked that he cared that much. nobody really has cared like he has.

He then pulls away from me while huffing shakily. He looks down and begins to pull up his sleeve and my eyes land on something that I'd never imagine.

He had his own scars, but they were white an faded but one was definitely noticeable. He had one big gash line directly on top of a vein perfectly straight.

I felt tears rushing in. He then pulls me in a hug holding me tight, "when did you believe you were alone?" He faintly whispers in my ear.b

I felt safe in his hands. He was so warm and comforting in his own way, its hard to explain. He gently rubbed my back soothingly.

As he slowly let me go I saw his face, he had red eyes from crying a little . "Just stay" He pleaded.

He wiped away a tear on my cheek with his thumb and weakly smiles as I also wipe one from his face too. I nod realizing a lot at once, "Okay,"

He walks me over to the middle of the room which lies a red couch. I sit down first and tyler had a puppy dog eyed look to him. Why do I feel a certain way when I look at him.