Telepathy (Joshler)

Chapter 4

*Trigger Warning: Self harm*
Tyler's POV
"Tyler, time for therapy." I wake to a voice close to me.

As I open my eyes I feel a hand rest on my shoulder. I fall off the bed screaming.

"TYLER?!" The voice panics.

I look around and see a woman probably in her thirties with blonde hair and blue eyes look at me with a concerned expression.

"What happened?" She says as I stare at her.

"Don't touch m-me..." I mumble as I get up.

"Sorry." She says as she leads me out of my room.

I follow her slowly to my therapist's office. Why do I need to see my therapist? Im fine without friends, honestly. I haven't killed anyone which is good I guess...I haven't spoken to any of the kids here; they freak me out...

"Tyler Joseph, come in." A woman with brown curly hair and soft hazel eyes smiles at me.

I walk in and the blonde lady that led me here leaves.

"Take a seat." She smiles.

I sit in the small uncomfortable looking chair. This office isn't at all like Helens was; Helens was plain colors yes, but not like this...everything is white except for the black chairs and grey artwork on the walls. I know I will end up hating this woman. I wish it was Helen...

"So how are you feeling?" She smiles wide, showing her slightly yellow teeth; the teeth of a smoker.

"Fine for a fucked up kid in a mental hospital." I say sarcastically.

She frowns.

"Tyler, I have been told you don't have any friends in here. You apparently don't talk to anyone and stay in your room all day, is that true?" She asks, knowing full well what the answer is.

"I don't need friends." I say.

"Why?" She asks.

"That's for me to know and you to never find out." I say with a smile.

"You seem to say that as an answer to many thing's Tyler." She frowns.

I nod. It's true. I used it when I heard Josh's voice in my head for the first time, except I said 'That's for me to know and you to find out.' I know the people here won't be finding out anytime soon that I think the kids here creep me out.

"Well what's been happening when you go to meal time? Do you still go?" She asks.

"Last time I went to eat in the cafeteria I was sent to my room to eat because I refused to eat in front of anyone; it was a few weeks ago now." I say, tired of talking.

"I see. And do you still not go to any group activities?" She asks.

I shake my head. Why the fuck would I do group activities with freaks?!

"Well Tyler, I think that you should start participating in group activities and eating with the rest of the kids." She says as I glare at her.

"No." I say.

"Im afraid you have to Tyler."

"Why?!"

"To make friends. You have been here for a year and still haven't spoken to anyone but the workers and me." She says as I feel sick.

I stand up, legs feeling like jelly, head pounding like thunder in the stormy sky.

"Where are you going?" She asks calmly.