helpless- Joshler

2- care

Tyler Joseph

"I'm fine." I say trying to keep my balance. One of the men had stepped on my foot, I guess it was fractured or something, I sighed from the pain in my foot.

"No you're not Tyler, sit down." Josh said helping me. " Pete I think we need to take him to the hospital." I got back up and limped to the door.

"Oh no you don't." Patrick grabbed me carefully.

"Why do you guys care anyways. I'm just another street rat!" I said tears forming at the brim of my eyes. Patrick let me go and I fell the the floor. I was being over dramatic. I needed to stop. I just sat on the floor and wiped my tears away, I tried to hold them back.

"Because we do and you're hurt." Josh said sitting in front of me.  Not gonna lie he was cute. I looked into his eyes

His eyes were amazing. I can't tell what color they are, one minute they were hazel, and the next they were green. They calmed me. I wasn't listening to a word he said, until he picked me up and walked me to a car. He opened the door with his foot, and placed me in the back seat. I didn't say a word. I didn't say anything.

"We're gonna need to get you some new clothes." He giggled.

"What's wrong with the one I have on." I asked looking at my torn shirt and shredded pants. "Oh," I realize what he was talking about "you really don't have too." He giggled a little.
I was really tiered, I started to dose off, I tried to fight it, but it didn't work.

Joshua Dun

Tyler fell asleep. No I wasn't taking him to the hospital, he's to stubborn, its kinda cute though. Tyler didn't wake up yet. He looked lifeless. He was still alive but he sure didn't look like it. He occasionally squirmed like a puppy having a nightmare. I wonder what he was dreaming about. I pulled into a parking spot to my apartment complex.

I picked Tyler up trying not to wake him up. Luckily I live at the bottom of the building so I didn't have to go up the steps. I tried my best to get my keys out of my pocket and opened the door. I put Tyler on the couch and closed the door slowly trying not to make any sounds. I look over to Tyler he was looking me.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" I say walking over to him and kneeling by the couch.

"No, you're fine." He mumbled. "Who's house is this?" He studied the room.

"Mine, I know it's small and dirty." I chuckled a bit.

"No it's fine" he said trying to get up.

"Whoa there buddy, stay seated I'll be right back." I say.

Tyler Joseph

This house is amazing,well that is coming from someone who hasn't seen a house in a while. But still the place was clean, comfy, a nice size, and welcoming. Soon enough Josh walked back into the room, with an ice pack and ankle brace.

"no thank you, I don't think I hurt my ankle that bad." I said sitting up straight.

"Tyler please, you're hurt, I'm going to help you out." josh says with a little bit of concern plastered on his face. "Now let me see your ankle." he demanded. I gave him the ankle that hurt, he took my shoe off slowly and carefully. he placed my foot on the couch and put the ice pack on.

(authors note: why does this feel so wrong to type when I reread it it just sounds wrong lmao)

josh turned on the tv and searched though Netflix.

"what kind of movies do you like?" he asked looking at me over his shoulder.

"I like horror movies." I mumbled. he giggled.

"sick I do too."

AUTHORS NOTE

doing pretty at the weekly thing