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Tyler went straight home after the incident, not looking up once. Blurryface's laughter was ringing loudly in his ears. His whole body ached. He could feel his ribcage burning from him.

Tyler hadn't had one single friend in years. And a beautiful boy had just talked to him, and of course Blurry had to mess it up. Why??

Blurry didn't even answer that.

If it got any further, if you got any closer to him, you would just mess up, just like you always do. And if you worry about it, just remember that it wasn't you, but me. Isn't that assuring?

Tyler tried, he really tried to not think about it. But he couldn't.

He let out a loud sigh when he came home, throwing his floral vans away on the floor. He hurried to the kitchen to get some water, his throat dry and tight.

As he glanced over the kitchen sink, he spotted his mothers anti-depressants.

He stared for a long time.

DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!!!

Every single day was a living hell, and he couldn't see any cons of just ending it. Ugh, he wanted to end it so bad. But he knew his mother would be traumatized, and despite how much he hated to admit it, he loved her. Even though she didn't show much love for him when his father was around, even though she never saw through his fake smiles.

Suddenly, Tyler was reminded that his father was home by a loud groan from the living room. He sighed almost inaudible, preparing himself for what was coming.

His father's big figure stood in front of him, looking very drunk. He gave Tyler a look that could kill, before he threw the beer in his hand after him, which Tyler quickly dodged.

But he didn't see the next one coming before it hit his chest and he screamed as the pain took over his body. The glass bottle broke, but only half of it fell to the ground. The rest stayed in Tyler's chest, and the pain was unbearable. His father just scoffed, and walked away.

After silently crying, Tyler miraculously managed to get the glass out of his chest.

You deserve pain, you know you do. Don't clean it, just let it be. Let the pain take over, just relax.

This time, Tyler listened to Blurry.

Tyler didn't sleep much that night.

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