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When I got home I was thoroughly exhausted. I took a shower and washed off my silly Joshler doodle then when I was finished with my shower I laid in my bed and realized how quiet my house is. 

Josh's POV (whaaat)
I smiled when I saw Tyler's doodle with our names combined. I could tell when he was home because the name was washed away. I plopped down on my couch and began flipping through channels. All of the sudden, I see out of the corner of my eye my arm completely changing color. 
When I turn to look I see ink all over my hand and up my arm and it's heartbreaking knowing the actual meaning behind it now. 

I try my hardest to ignore it so Tyler wouldn't know I was his soul mate, but the ink begins getting darker and there are certain drawings of someone dying. 


At that moment, I forget he wasn't supposed to know I'm his soul mate, but luckily I had my hoodie on. As I ran over and barged into Tyler's house I forced my sleeves down and hoped he wouldn't notice my hand. I heard crying and ran up to a room that looked like Tyler's. 

It had band posters and a few drawings on the door. 

I opened the door and flew through and saw Tyler on his bed surrounded by Sharpies. I sit down next to him gently, and I put all of the Sharpies back into their box and placed them under Tyler's bed. 

Tyler was staring at his ink covered hand, so I moved closer to him.
"Ty?" I whispered. 
Whatever trance Tyler was in dissipated and he turned towards me slightly. 
"Ty, come here..it's okay." 
He still didn't move. 
"Ty, I'm here, I've got you now." 
I open my arms and Tyler turns to me quickly and clings to me hard. 
I rub his back and enjoy his warmth. 
"Hey, Ty, let's go get you cleaned up, okay?" 
I get up and Tyler silently follows me into the bathroom. 

He walks towards the sink and I start scrubbing his arms with his cherry blossom soap. 
I raise my eyebrows teasingly, "Cherry blossom?"
He finally cracks a toothy smile, "Shut up, Josh!"

When Tyler was clean of ink I noticed the heart I drew was still there and suddenly remembered I'm supposed to be hiding the fact I know he's my soul mate. Tyler sits back on his bed and I mumble that I have to use the restroom then rush in and scrub my own arm this time.
With my now clean arm, I turn back towards the hallway and go into Tyler's room. 
When I peek in the doorway I see Tyler staring at his arm, noticing that the heart is now gone. 
He looks up at me. 
"Josh." He says sternly. 
"Yeah?" I squeak.
"How'd you know to come check on me?" 

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