Melancholy 💧 Joshler

PROLOGUE

Rough hands scorched his body, so different to the gentle touches he was used to. They pinched and grabbed. Teeth and tongue and lips marked his skin. He was thrown down and ohgodohgodohgod, he couldn't move and ohgodohgodohgod he really really didn't want this. Sobs erupted from his body as the last layer of clothing was removed. Everything hurt. He pounded into him and he covered his mouth and he suffocated him and he didn't care and he told him he would enjoy it and he lied and he finished and he left him sticky and cold and he left blood on the sheets and on his thighs and he poisoned such a soft being and he destroyed him and he felt no remorse and he watched from afar as the broken boy climbed into a taxi and he returned home to his girlfriend and he slept fine.

Tyler climbed into bed. Josh rolled over and slung an arm over his waist. Tear streaks lined Tyler's face that night and he told himself he was okay. No he wasn't.

I'm sorry- Dylan