:.You Saved Me.: Joshler

CHAPTER 13

Tyler
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After we talked for a bit, Josh asked me if I can get a doctor in here. At first i thought something was wrong, and that he needed help so I went into panic mode, but he imedently said he just wanted to know how much longer he has to stay here.

"Well joshua-" The doctor was saying before Josh cut him off.

"Josh, call me Josh please."

"Right-er-josh, we just have to keep you here overnight, then you can leave at about, say, ten AM?"

Josh have him a frustrated sigh and closed his eyes before arguing. "Why can't I leave now? I feel fine, I'm fine! I just want to go home...." Josh whined.

I couldn't help but giggle at his behavior, he was acting like a child when his mother wouldn't buy him a piece of candy, kinda adorable and annoying.

"Josh, don't worry. It's already eight at night, in fact, you must be exhausted. Get some rest love, for me?"

He pouts, then sighs in defeat. "Fine. But only because it's for you." He smile at the end of his sentence, then leans up to kiss me.

Even though he had been asleep for a day and a half only an hour ago, the exhaustion showed clearly on his face.

I sigh and run my hands through his hair. As much as I hate to admit it, I need sleep too. I snuggle into his chest, careful of his wound.

My final thoughts are of Josh before I slip into darkness.

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I wake up sweating, shaky, and tear stained. I keep having the same dream, over and over and over again, it feels like an endless cycle.

I realize I'm not in my room and start freaking out until I feel a familiar pull around my waist. I look down to see a tattooed arm around me, which I can only assume is Josh's.

I carefully remove his arm off of me and slide off the hospital bed, not wanting to wake him.

I open the door to the hallway and close it gently so it doesn't make a banging noise. I start down the hall in search of a restroom. I end up at the one where i first entered the hospital.

I look around the waiting room to see know more than five people in here. I shrug it off and walk inside.

When I walk in I'm surprised to see no one in here. It's a humongous restroom, almost as long as the hallway, and is spotless. Every color in there is bland, I guess to spare feelings of happiness or depression.

I realize how long it's been since I've checked my phone, almost twelve hours. I open my phone to see unanswered text messages.

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: hey tyler, wyd

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: hey you okay?

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: I hope I didn't say anything to offend you

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: haha I feel like an ass

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: forgiveeeeee meeeeeee

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: I'm sowwy :(

I laughed at Brendon's behavior and text back.

Ťýļěř: lmao brendon it's okay you didn't do anything I just couldn't find my charger

I couldn't tell him the truth right now, I would tell him later. He texted back.

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: TYLERRRRRR

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: DUDEEEEE

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: I WAS SO FUCKING WORRIED

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: DON'T DO THAT AGAIN

Ťýļěř: I'm okay!!! I'm sorry!!!! Forgive me?

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: hmmm......okay fine but only bc I'm sleepy

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: which reminds me, why are you up so late?

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and look at the time. 4:06 in the morning. OH.

Ťýļěř: WELL SHIT I DIDN'T REALIZE THE TIME

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: lmao I don't now what kind of shit your on, but I'm tired man

Ťýļěř: okayyyyyy goodnight

Föŕęhēåđ ğőď: don't you mean good 'morning'? >:)

Ťýļěř: fuck off forehead

I turn my phone off and head back to the hallway and open Josh's door slowly.

As soon as it closes I look at Josh laying down on the hospital bed, twisted up in the sheets and mumbling nonsense under his breath.

I make my way towards him and lay back down, Josh instantly pulling me toward him and laying his head on my chest.

I look up at the ceiling and close my eyes in an attempt to sleep. I hum a low tune and start singing quietly to myself.

"You split,
And take in everytime you see a fake encounter fit,
In the mirror you appear to see fear and whisper this is it,
In the mirror you appear to see nothing else,
But your face,
A hollowed out space,
Leave me with a razor just in case I fall facing down on the ground and some how I found enough strength to lift my face and make a sound,
And muffled though it may be,
And crazy it may seem,
I never felt closer to you,
Just crying as you torture me."

I sigh and let my head rest. I've been working on that song forever now, trying to find a title and what the main thing should say. I only got the chorus, and that's it.

My eyes droop, and I can't fight the sleep anymore.

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