REALLY LONG CHAPTER THAT I BEEN PLANING FOR AWHILE :)))) 2430 WORDS FOR YOU ALL
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after countless times of Tyler pleading for me to go and see my mother, i caved and said i would. he eventually called Jenna in to tell her i would be heading down, but also so she could look at my hand. i cut it pretty good and it hurt like a bitch. but i made sure i cleaned the blood up before i left the bathroom so Tyler didn't have to see it later.
although Jenna was pretty pissed at me for what i did to my hand, she was happy and proud of me that i decided to go and see my mom. but she didn't know what i actually had planned to say, only Tyler did.
Jenna encouraged me to look my best so it would be easier on my mother. i told Tyler about this and it made his face light up more than anything.
"Joshie c'mere! i'm gonna put makeup on you. gonna make you look real pretty!" Tyler ran to the bathroom with a small bag in hand and his IV stand in the other. he was standing in the bathroom, practically shaking in his socks from being so excited. he pointed to the toilet, clapping his hands to try and make me walk fast.
"i'm comin' Ty don't worry, still takes me some time to get around y'know." i dragged my IV stand behind me and sat on the toilet cover, trying to catch my breath. which, doesn't take as long as it did before.
Tyler unzipped the small bag in the sink, pulling out various bottles with makeup in them. he took out a clear bottle of foundation an held it to my cheek. he closed one eye an stuck his tongue out, trying to compare my skin tone to the makeup in his hand.
"hmm, ah! just right Joshie," he giggled as he twisted the cap off and squeezed a bit onto his finger, dotting it on my forehead and cheeks and wherever else was sickly pale, "me and you are the same skin tone, you look so pretty already." he took out a puffy ball looking thing and dabbed it against my face, evening out the tan color on my face.
he reached into his bag again and pulled out a small red pencil. not to light and not too dark. he swiped it over my lips a few times, bringing the crimson color back to my lips. he was having alot of fun, oh yes, it was very obvious.
he licked his thumb an smudged a bit of makeup on my face, doing as he would say, "fixing the imperfections", even though afterwards he would reassure me that i am perfect the way i am. and he would do this until i gave him a kiss, which i didn't mind at all.
after some time of his fixing the red on my cheeks and the dark circles under my eyes, he was finished. he stood back to admire the masterpiece he had done on my face, before kissing his fingers like he was an artist.
"Joshie you look so pretty. come look please!" he took my hand an yanked me up infront of the mirror. and i had to admit, i did look pretty nice. i looked better than i had in awhile. i missed how red my lips were and how tan my skin used to be.
"thank you sweetheart, you did a very good job." i smiled at him an placed a kiss on his cheek, leaving a faint mark of my lips on his skin.
"oh stop it you, you did all the work already. you're naturally pretty Joshie." he was totally infatuated with me, his cheeks were red and he had a smile plastered on his face. he walked closer and wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me as tight as high little arms would let him.
"you're gonna be okay Joshie, it'll be over before you know it. don't worry. i'll be here when you get back, i promise."
i hummed against his forehead, pressing my lips to his skin lightly.
i grabbed a beanie and pulled it over my head as we walked out of the bathroom, only to be greeted with Jenna and a wheel chair. i sat down as Jenna hooked my IV onto the back of the wheelchair. me and Ty said our 'i love yous' before waving goodbye.
