𝐼𝐼 𝐵𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝐵𝒶𝓇𝓈 • Joshler ⭐️ COMPLETED II

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June, 18, 2003

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Tyler had been talking to a girl from school. It was his freshmen year. Her name was Jenna, and he thought she was beautiful. But so did other guys.

Tyler had asked Jenna to be his girlfriend. They had been dating for about, two weeks. It was the most interesting two weeks that Tyler could recall. Tyler was very over protective of Jenna. He always had an arm around her waist when they went in public, and would glare at any guy who tried to look at her.

Affection wise, they never really went past the small pecks and occasional make out sessions. They both would get flustered if they tried to take things further. After all, they were only 15. Tyler had no intentions to do anything else with Jenna.

But one day, he walked in on Brendon Urie and his girlfriend, Jenna.

Brendon had his arm around her shoulders, and was brushing her hair behind her ears. Something that Tyler loved to do to Jenna's hair, and thought that only he could do so.

Brendon and Tyler were good friends, and Tyler had trusted him enough to let him be around Jenna.

"What's going on?" Tyler asked.

Brendon quickly removed his arm away from Jenna's shoulders.

"Nothing," he said nervously.

Jenna also look nervous. She knew how her boyfriend would get when he was mad. And it was never pretty.

She was flustered. And by both their faces, Tyler could tell they've been together behind Tyler's back before this incident.

Tyler grabbed Brendon by his shirt and pinned him to a wall. His face hot with anger.

Jenna started to yell,"No! Tyler, stop! Put him down! It's not what it looked like!"

Oh, but it was what it looked like.

Tyler growled. He slowly took his pocket knife out his pocket. Then glided it across Brendon's throat, and watched as the life drained out of him. As well as his blood. Then he let go of Brendon's shirt and let the body slide it's self down the wall.

Jenna had her hands covering her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks. She probably thought Tyler was insane. And that was fine now.

"We're over!" Tyler yelled, threw the knife down, and ran into the night.