Tyler was kept in the hospital for the next few days.
It was Wednesday when Tyler was allowed home. Brendon was kind enough to drive him home, and even helped clean up his bathroom.
Brendon had even stayed with Tyler that Sunday he went in until he woke up. And he came to visit every day until Tyler's release.
While Brendon cleaned up the bathroom, he insisted on Tyler lying down to relax.
As Brendon was cleaning, he came across Tyler's blade. He wasn't going to show it to Tyler, but he didn't know what to do with it.
He took it and slipped it into his pocket. After cleaning it off, of course.
When Brendon was done cleaning, he went out into the living room, and shortly was joined by Tyler.
"You feeling better?"
"I guess so."
Truth be told, Tyler was upset he hadn't got to heaven.
He spotted his phone on the table, and picked it up to find nearly one hundred and fifty missed calls from Josh.
He decided he needed to call him back.
"Oh my God, Tyler! Thank God you're okay! I was so worried! What happened?!"
"Nothing, I had my phone on mute, and I couldn't find it."
Lie Eight
"Well, why weren't you at school? And why weren't you home when I came by?"
"I was sick, and I guess when you came by, it must have just been during my trips to the drug store."
Lie Nine
"Alright... All that matters is that you're okay. When will you be back to school?"
"I don't know."
"You're still sick, eh?"
"No. Josh, I might drop out."
"Oh."
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Fanfiction❝ LOVING YOU IS THE HARDEST THING I'VE EVER DONE ❞ "Josh?" "Yeah?" "Have you ever wondered what it's like up there?" Trigger warnings: Self-harm, attempted suicide, blood. Short chapters.
