It's not over....

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TW: mentions of self harm

Tyler is just the boy you would think he would be, except more.
Hes the kind of person you would expect to choose movies and cuddles over sex. But that's not all. His last 8 years struggling with depression, anxiety, self harm, and eating disorders are the one thing (well 3-4 things) keeping him from living his life. His best friend, josh, is the only person keeping him sane.
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**TW:SH**
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Monday, January 16th, 8:47
*ting* a Tylers phone went off.
He picked his phone up, he read a text from Josh: "hey ty, don't forget that we have a test in science today"
Tyler replied with "thanks for the reminder"
He quickly ran into the laundry room, grabbed a black button down, jeans, and socks. He put his clothes on and ran into the kitchen
"Why are you running everywhere?" his mom asked
"Just to be quick" he replied swiftly
Tyler put two pieces of bread into the toaster. A few minutes later, he jumped hearing the toaster go off. He grabbed his toast and ate it dry. He quickly ran back upstairs and grabbed his phone, headphones, charger, and book bag.
"Come on ty you're going to be late" his mom yelled
"Coming" he snapped
Tyler stepped into his moms car. He got on his phone and checked instagram. *3 comments, 19 likes, 1 new follower* He checked his comments.
"ur so gay"
"omg what a fag"
"wow didn't know someone as faggish as you walked the earth"
Anxiety? yes
Depression? yes
"Hey mom i'm not feeling too good. Can i just stay home today?" he asked
"No tyler we already pulled out of the drive way."
Sigh, i don't want to go to school just to be told these things in real life. I stared at the scars on my wrist. I looked at my other arm. Yep. More scars. wow too bad these little ones aren't enough to kill you. If they were, wow i'd be dead already.
*buzz* text from josh
"hey are you on your way to school yet?? people are looking for you" josh said
"why would they be looking for me?" i remarked
"idk they won't tell me"
"ask again"
"they still won't tell me"
"ugh why me?"
When i got to school, i felt sick, as if a adult man was sitting on my chest and stomach. I ignored the pain, until people started gathering around me to ask me stuff and throw rude remarks at me.
"why are you such a faggot"
"FAG LEMME SPELL IT OUT FOR YOU F-A-G"
I felt like throwing up
"hey stop messing with him!! he didn't do anything!!" josh yelled
I ran off into the bathroom, josh followed.
I ran into a stall, locking myself in. i searched around in my book bag.
"who took my pencil sharpener??" i asked
"what pencil sharpener?" josh answered
"the one i had in my book bag"
"i don't know. don't worry about it-"josh said before i cut him off
"found it" i said
I unscrewed the tiny screw holding the sharpener in. I held it in my hand. hovering it over my wrist.
"Hey i'm going to class" josh yelled
"Okay ill come in a bit" i replied
1 cut
2, 3, 4, 5 cuts
The bathroom door opened
"Tyler? Tyler Joseph? Are you in here?" the principal asked knocking on every stall.
Tyler; being scared to answer, just said "hmm yes?"
"You need to get to class right now!! no more shenanigans, just go!!"
"umm okay" i said staring at my blood covered arm. God why do i do this to myself??
I opened the stall door, ran over to the sink and rinsed my arm off. I put my sweatshirt on so nobody would ask.
"why'd it take you so long in the bathroom?" josh asked
"uhh..." i mumbled
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SORRY FOR THE CLIFFHANGER I JUST NEED TO GET TO SLEEP ITS 5 IN THE MORNING!!