:[march to the sea]:

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T Y L E R

Josh and I are sitting in his car outside brendons house.

"Tyler, if you're uncomfortable I have no problem going home and telling brendon I got sick." Josh says.

"No you don't understand. I wanna go in but what if something happens? They'll beat me up or kick me out and then you won't wanna be friends anymore and then I won't know what to do, because you're the only thing keeping me sane. I don't have anyone else, I can't loose you. My dad and I haven't been the same since I was 13. He doesn't really understand, but you understand. What if I mess this up? And I can't just not go, they'll think I'm a coward." I ramble quickly.

"Tyler, brendons really nice. Everyone here is really nice. And I'm not leaving you, I promise. If you want to go in, we'll go in and I'll be right next to you the whole time. If you can't do it yet, then we'll go back home and watch a movie. I don't care, as long as you're happy." Josh tells me.

I scoff, opening the car door and stepping out. "You're way too good to me." We walk up to the front door and Josh walks in without knocking or anything.

"Shouldn't we knock or something?" I whisper as I follow Josh through Brendon's house.

"They're in the basement, they wouldn't hear us. Brendon doesn't care anyways." We walk down a flight of steps. My anxiety spikes when I see how many people there are. They're all smoking joints and playing video games.

"JOSHUA!" Brendon yells when he sees josh. He gets up and jumps on Josh, hugging him. I stand awkwardly to the side. Brendon gasps when he sees me. "Is this the Tyler Joseph?" He gets off of Josh to stand in front of me. He's very loud and obnoxious, and I don't know what to do. I step back and look at Josh really quick. Brendon's standing way to close to me.

You can't trust him Tyler. You don't know anything about him.

"He's friends with Josh, if he was dangerous Josh wouldn't have brought you here." Misty says.

My breathing quickens.

What if he's like the bad man? What if he's gonna rape you when Josh isn't here.

"Tyler! It's ok." Josh is in front of me now his hands on my shoulders, and everyone is watching me.

"S-sorry. I couldn't hear." I whisper to my boyfriend.

"It's ok. I'm right here, don't worry." He turns back to his friends. "This is Tyler. Brendon freaked him out because Brendon's an asshole and naturally scary. Tyler, this is Brendon, Gerard, frank, patrick, Pete, Dallon, and ryan." He introduces me to everyone.

"H-hi." I breathe. Everyone gives out lazy greetings before going back to whatever they we're doing. I take a deep breath, following Josh and sitting next to him on a couch. I look around again.

Frank is smoking a joint, sitting on Gerard's lap while Gerard plays video games. Ryan has his head on Brendon's shoulder while Brendon rolls another joint. Petes playing video games while patrick watches, and Dallon's playing on his phone.

Everyone's talking about something that happened at school the other day.

"Hey Tyler, d'ya smoke?" Brendon asks, holding up his freshly rolled joint. I nod. He hands the weed to me after lighting it. I take a hit of it while Josh gives me a weird look.