twenty one pilots imagines

Tyler - Never Your Boyfriend (Pt. 2)

You walked into your house, not coping with what the officer had said, "He was never your boyfriend."

You walked up the stairs with the bags of clothes in your hand. As you were walking up the last few steps you looked into the hall that leads to your room. One of the walls of the hall is covered with pictures that you took with Tyler. You looked at every single photo and they all had Tyler's face in it. "Why can't he just remember? Why doesn't anybody believe me?" you mumbled to yourself.

You walked into the closet and began to put your clothes away. As you were walking over to the section of your closet where you place your dresses, you noticed that Tyler still had clothes in the closet as well. "Well, I guess he's never getting these back," you said smirking.

Some time had passed and you were now in bed, mid way through "Romeo and Juliet" the movie. Your eyes got heavier and heavier with every blink you took. Eventually, everything went black and you had now fallen asleep.

The next morning you woke up with a migraine, so you walked over to the bathroom, and looked in the cabinets from some Advil. Just to your luck, there was one pill left. You made a mental reminder that next time you went to the store, to buy some more.

Your house was a mess, so you spent the rest of your morning cleaning. At about one in the afternoon, your mom called and what she had to tell you was shocking.

"Hi, sweety, why was there a police officer who called me saying that you harassed somebody, and got a restraining order from several people?" she said concerned.

"I didn't harass anybody, it's just that, my boyfriend cheated on me?" you told her. You didn't realize you were crying until you felt a warm liquid on your cheek.

"Don't tell me you're talking about "Tyler" again?" she sounded angry when she said this.

"I am." you said, not understanding why she got upset.

"Honey, I am sorry, but you have to understand something. You and Tyler have never been together, you're imagining things."

"Why don't you believe me?" you told as you cried even harder.

"BECAUSE YOU'RE PSYCHOTIC," she said.

"What?" you said not believing the words that came out of her mouth.

"Ever since you were little, you were diagnosed with a mental disorder which makes you hallucinate your reality." (Did that make sense?)

"You used to go to therapy when you were little, but I didn't want you to feel different, so I stopped taking you. But now I regret that now."

You were in utter shock, she had to be lying to you. You dropped the phone and ran up the stairs into the hallway of pictures. "What happened?" you say as you look at the pictures which no longer had Tyler's face on them. "This has to be a dream." you thought to yourself as you ran into the closet only to see that Tyler's clothes were all gone.

"Maybe, this is a bad dream. If I fall asleep now, I will wake up to Tyler like I used to. His face will be back on those pictures and his clothes will reappear" you said to yourself as you jumped into bed and tried to fall asleep.

You laid in bed for two hours and you still haven't felt an ounce of sleep. You remembered you had some NyQuil, you got up to look for it. When you found it, you took the little cup it came with and filled it to the top. You drank it all in one shot.

You were able to walk out of the bathroom fine, but you began to feel dizzy as you walked to your bed. You almost fell a couple of times because your vision became blurry. "Maybe I'm just really sleepy," you thought to yourself, as you tried to walk to your side of the bed. As soon as you laid down on the bed you fell asleep.

When you woke up Tyler was right next to you sleeping peacefully. You sat up on your bed looking around. Everything was back to normal. You walked over to your closet and saw that his clothes were placed back where they were originally, and all the pictures had Tyler's face on it. "It feels good to be back," you said as you walked back to bed to cuddle with Tyler.

Mom's P.O.V.

"Hello is this y/n y/l/n's mother?" a male voice said.

"Yes, why what happened?" she asked getting worried.

"Your daughter is in a coma."

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I hope I edited this part, I don't remember because I wrote this last week and I am school right now, so I can't check. But I wanted you guys to have something to read, so here you go...

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