Fall Away (Joshler)

Chapter 1

Tyler:

I laid in my bed, what had I just done? You decided to be the bad boy and stop out of College. Ugh, I wish the voice in my head would learn to shut up. I decided to go to a bar, maybe a drink would shut him up.

I stopped at a gas station instead. I remembered I didn't like to drink much. I went in and got myself a couple of redbulls. I went up to the register, a man was there.

The cashier had a name, he had yellow hair. Shouldn't he work at like hot topic or something? I walked up and saw his name tag, Joshua. He looked at me, a fake smile on his face.

I saw into his eyes, his expression was dull. I returned the smile, mine was as fake as his. He scanned the drinks and told me the price. I reached back for my wallet. I felt nothing, dangit, I had left it at home.

"Sorry, can I come back in a few? My apartment is near by and I left my wallet there.." I said nervously, my anxiety making my voice waver. "No, we're at closing time, I got it, dude."

I looked at him, I was surprised. "No, you dont have to do that." He looked at me, "Okay, well maybe I want to. I only want one thing in return. I want your number, maybe we can meet up sometime."

Why did he want to be my friend? We had just met and I was a suicidal frod that had dropped out of college. I had dropped out of college because the voice in my head was driving me insane. Who wanted to be friends with someone like that?

He looked at me and our gazes met. He gestured towards my shaking hands. "I have some anxiety, too. Maybe we could help eachother out a bit."

I sighed, was it really that noticeable? I pulled my hoodie sleeves down and looked down. "Fair enough, give me your phone." The expression he gave me actually made me laugh.

"Do you want my number or not?" He looked embarrassed as he pulled out his phone and handed it to me. I gave him mine in exchange. After putting in his number, Blurryface started talking again.

I quickly gave him his phone, practically snatching mine back. "Thank you so much for paying for these Josh, I owe you one." Before he could reply I was out the door. I almost ran to my car, opening a redbull.

I quickly turned the car on, wanting to get away. I started to drink my Redbull in silence. My car radio had been stolen a while ago. Somehow Blurryface got louder, and I knocked my head back angrily.

Blurryface got louder, until it was all I could hear. I did something that I couldn't have controlled. Maybe Blurryface was tok strong for someone like me. I pulled the steering wheel.

I spotted a tree in front of me and quickly kicked the brakes. Somehow that made it worse, the crash. I blacked out quickly, the last thing I heard was Blurryface. The last thing I thought was that maybe I could finally give up. But maybe I didn't want to fall away, maybe I wanted to keep the lights on.

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I felt pain almost everywhere as I became conscious. Hello Tyler, I'm disappointed, you made it. I opened my eyes to see a bright light. Once my vision cleared and got used to the light, I looked at my surroundings.

I recognized that it was the hospital. I suddenly remembered the night I crashed. My eyes landed on the yellow-haired man sitting beside me. He had his eyes closed, he looked so peaceful.

He was still wearing his name tag. I wondered why he was here. I suddenly felt calm, I must be under medication. He opened his eyes, awake all of a sudden. He smiled, "I'm glad you're awake."

I said something to him I probably shouldn't have. "You look cute when you're asleep." He looked taken aback, "How many meds did they give you?" I suddenly began to wonder how long he had been here. Wait, how long had I been here?

I started to have an anxiety attack after Josh left to get some coffee. Blurryface was starting to return, but I remained as calm as I could. I wish the meds wouldn't have worn off that fast. I looked at the time, I had only been here overnight.

Soon enough my mental problems turned physical. I couldn't control it, but I just started to shake, trying to move. I was trying tk get off the bed, it looked like a seizure. It was both a panic and anxiety attack, I passed out quickly.