what's ahead? tyler joseph x reader

Best Friends <//Part 2//>

SORRY I'M BAD WITH UPDATES, THANK YOU FOR BEING PATIENT

I pull out of the parking lot and start heading towards the mall I'm meeting Jenna at. It's currently 1:26 so I believe I've got time to stop and grab a drink from Starbucks. I pull up to the place and wait in a luckily short line. I order my drink and check the time on my phone and see it's 1:32 so I rush back to my car and start driving again. I drive a few minutes then get a call from Jenna. I answer and put the phone on speaker, then set it on the dash.

"Hello?"
"Hey, Y/N!"
"Hey Jen."
"So, bad news. Can't make it to our mall day."
"What, why?"
"I'm just kidding, haha"
"So what's up?"
"Just calling to let you know I'm on my way to the mall, meet me at the food court, k?"
"Ok. Just left Starbucks so I'll be there in about 10 minutes."
"K, bye."
"Bye."

I hang up the phone and continue driving.

*time skip brought to you by Tyler's choker*

Jenna arrives at the food court and we grab one of those soft pretzel things and start heading around the large mall. We walk around for a bit then stop to grab some ice cream. We wall in and I bump into Josh. He was, of course, with Hayley on what I assume is a date because they are holding hands while in line. I turn to Jenna and I guess we were thinking the same thing because we burst out in laughter. Wow, they are so cute, it's sickening. We walk up to the line and stand behind the neon haired couple. They eventually noticed us giggling and Josh spoke up. He turned around and looked a bit annoyed.

"Excuse me, do you have a prob- ohmygod, Y/N, Jenna, hi!"
"Hey there." I said with a chuckle, Jenna laughing at how Josh said hi.
"What are you guys doing here?" I question.
"Oh, uh, nothing much, just on a-a...date."
"I could tell" I said nodding down to Josh and Hayley's hand. They both blush simultaneously and smile. They were a cute little couple. They ordered their ice cream and said their 'good byes' and we did the same. Jenna and I sat down at a table and decided to play a game. Never have I ever. She brought up the idea first

"Ok, so the loser has to sing 'I will always love you' at the top of the escalators, deal?"
"Well, what's the winner get?"
"To video it and post it on YouTube."
"Deal." I say and shake her hand. She started.
"Never have I ever...got an F on an exam."
"Never have I ever laughed till I passed out."
"Never have I ever danced till I dropped."
"Never have I ever gotten kicked out of a hot topic."
"Never have I ever gotten kicked out of anywhere."
"Never have I ever slapped someone."
"Never have I ever BEEN bitch slapped by someone."

At that comment, I fall silent. I take a moment to think back and I realize that I have been. Back at my old school in New York, I'd get slapped, kicked, punched, or even spat at. Then it hit me. (If you were wondering what happened last time with your bf like you bring up with Tyler, here ya go)

*TRIGGER WARNING!!!! BULLYING, ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP, AND SUICIDAL THOUGHTS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!*

-Flashback to a year and a half ago-

I was walking the halls of my school when the people that usually bully me come by. They stop at my locker and start saying mean things, as usual.
"Oh my god, are you really wearing that?" "Wow, look at that canvas. Almost as trashy as you." "You're just such a pathetic person"
That one just set me off and I blew up. I addressed each person, one by one, in order of their comments.
"SO THE FUCK WHAT IF I'M WEARING THIS?! I LIKE WHAT I'M WEARING, YOU DON'T HAVE TO, AND IF YOU DON'T, KEEP IT TO YOURSELF AND DON'T BE A SALTY BITCH CAUSE WHAT YOU'RE WEARING ISN'T ANY BETTER! Who gives a shit if the canvas is trash?! I already know both the canvas and I are trash and you don't need to remind me! And what did I do to be pathetic?! Nothing! I'm not the one going around and abusing people, trying to make myself feel better cause of my daddy issues! So cut. The crap. And fuck. Off!"
I was proud of myself. I finally stood up for myself. For once, I felt good. But then the leader of the group stepped up and crossed then line.
"This is exactly why your dad left you and your mommy."
I can't believe it's come this far that I feel like I've gotten no other choice. I punched her I'm the nose and kicked her in the stomach as a way to push her away. She fell over dramatically and called for help. My boyfriend came running up and helped her. I pull his shoulder so he faces me.
"What the hell Ace?! Do you not know what she did to me for months?!"
"Y/N, you crossed a line-"
"I CROSSED A LINE?! HAVE I NOT TOLD YOU EVERYTHING SHE'S DONE TO ME?! HAVE YOU NOT WITNESSED IT FOR YOURSELF?! YOU-"
He cut me off and slapped me with the back of his hand. I stood staring at him in shock. I slowly put my hand up to my cheek where he hit. He didn't seem to have a regret in the world.
"Maybe that'll teach you."
"Y-you....you....I... It's over."
"Wait, what?"
"You heard me."
"No no no, baby please. I didn't mean-"
"Bull. Fucking. Shit."
I kicked him in the knee cap and ran out of the school. I was thinking that I could just run in front of the passing cars and get hit by a bus. Might set me free. Or I could buy a rope and go the old fashioned way. Or just quick and painless with the gun my dad bought me before he left. What am I thinking?! I don't want to kill myself! I don't want this, I don't want death! I run home and go to sleep and wait for my mom and tell her everything.

-Flashback end-

Jenna must've noticed I drifted off and snapped me out of it by snapping in my face a couple times to get my attention and said my name a few times.

"Y/N. Y/N? Earth to Y/N...?"
"Oh, yea sorry. You win, I have been bitch slapped." I chuckle.
"Oh, well, then let's go to singing."
"Ok"

We both got up and threw away our empty cups. We started towards the nearest balcony looking area across the escalators and I stood with my hands on the railing. Jenna pulled out her phone and queued me in to start singing. I started softly then basically yelled and sang at the same time when it came to the loud and long part. People all around gave me looks, stared, or pulled out their phones. Once I finished, people all around started clapping and when I turned around, I looked down to see that there was money on the ground from where people tipped me. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks and I picked up the money. I turned to Jenna who was staring at me like a deer in headlights. She walked up to me and gave me a big hug. I was shocked at first, but I hugged back. She pulled away smiling like crazy and I was still super confused. 

"What was that for?" I asked, laughing
"Because your voice is AMAZING!"
"Thanks."
"Let's keep shopping."

*time skip brought to you by this: *



I got home and called Tyler like I promised. It ringed twice and he picked up.

"Hello?"
"Hey"
"So you have fun shopping?"
"Uh, yea, um...check Jenna's YouTube channel for 'girl sings in the mall and blows away crowd' "
"Uh, later. What'd you get?"
"Band stuff and jewelry"
"Like...?"
"You're very interested. Ok, I got bon jovi, nirvana, green day, pearl jam, sound garden, and radio head tee shirts, then I got a heart necklace, a yin and yang choker, a glowing crystal necklace, a set of bracelets, and finally a brand new outfit."
"I can't wait to see you in it"

I blush and cover my mouth to quiet a chuckle I couldn't help but let slip.

"So, when can I see you again, Y/N?"
"Whenever, I mean, you know where I live."
"Ok, see ya."
"Wait, wha-"

I was cut off by the line going dead. A few minutes later Tyler just slimply walked into my house and sat down next to me. He put taco bell on the coffee table and looked at me smiling.

"Taco bell again?"
"Yup."
"Ok."

(This is all just a heated make out session, it is NOT smut, so continue reading without feeling uncomfortable)

I shrug and pull out a taco and eat it. After we finish, Tyler pulls the blanket I had on the couch over us and wraps his arms around me and I smile and burry my face in his chest. He lifts up my head and kisses me softly. He pulled me as close as humanly possible and I wrap my arms around his neck in return. I pulled his head in more to deepen the kiss and he slipped his tongue in my mouth, so I did the same. We were in a strange position, so I pulled his shirt to the side, making him him move on top of me. I absentmindedly started moving my hand up his shirt. Oh shit....he's hot as hell. He took off his shirt and sat up and covered himself with his arms. I sat up and gently moved his arms out of the way and kissed his cheek. "You're beautiful." I whispered in his ear. I kissed each tattoo he had on his chest, then going up his neck, kissing his jaw, then his lips again. His hands had made their way down to my waist, then up my shirt, not far past my belly button. He rolled up my shirt and was about to kiss my stomach, but he noticed the scars on my stomach. He looked up at me in concern, asking for an explanation.

"What? What's that look for?"
"Nothing, just...why would you do this?"
"Because I was hurt so bad that I broke apart. I was numb and wanted to feel something."
"You know what I'd rather you feel?"
"What?"
"This."

He began kissing each scar. It made me a bit happy. He soon stopped and fell asleep on my stomach. I fell asleep with him. Today was a good day.