Tyler's pov
I was sitting outside the guidance office when I started to hear yelling. I winced at the sound, it scared me.
"No!" I hear
"WHY?!" that was louder than before "Don't you understand josh?! You need help!!" no. Not josh. Him too? I hope not.
After that it got really quiet. Almost as if they were whispering. I heard the door click and saw an irritated josh step out. He looked at me with eyes full of sadness. I don't think he wanted me to hear that.
I stepped into the office and Mr. Wilfong asked me what was wrong today. I replied with a "panic attack"
"Ok. So ty." he says
"Hm?" I say
"Do you know josh?" he asks
"Well..." I say uncomfortably
"Its ok. Do you or not?" he says
"I- erm. Well. Yes..?" I say
"Was that a question?" he says
"Ye- Er I mean no." I stutter
"Who is he to you?" he asks
"Stop." I say
"What?" he asks 'innocently'
"You aren't helping my anxiety, just making it worse." I say
"Well I didn't mean-"
"Yes. You did. You know we like each other and you know that this would be awkward and you know that im GAY!" I yell.
He looks utterly bewildered.
"Well..." he says "are you feeling better?"
"What?!" I say "I just yelled at you for making me say im gay and then you ask me if im feeling better?! What is wrong with you?!" I say, shaking violently
"So that's a no?" he says
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" I yell
I stand up and hold my head, scratching at my face like I am not who I should be, like I am a different person now. I start pacing around the room as I start to bleed from the scratches I've made in my face. Everything is muffled. Im blocking everything out. I see a blur of color and hear a muffled yell. "help" I make out.
Im spinning. I feel something hard make contact with my body.
All I see is black
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im a goner- a JOSHLER FANFIC
Fiksi PenggemarTyler is just your ordinary depressed, anxiety bound gay boy who happened to meet the most amazing boy to ever roam the earth. Josh is your average suicidal, self harming gay boy who meets the love of his life through an app
