Tyler rubbed his eyes and sat up from his bed, peeling that black sheets off his body.He stood up and began changing into the outfit he made yesterday ; a yellow sweatshirt, black jeans, and vans.
He grabbed a beanie since he was too lazy to fix his hair. He put it on and looked at the mirror.
Look at you, you're hideous.
Tyler frowned and walked out his room. He went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth, instinctively looking at the mirror.
Why are you still alive?
He bit his lip and shook his head, hoping that'll shake away his voices.
He walked out and went into the kitchen.
"Good morning, Tyler." Kelly smiled as she took some waffles out the toaster and placed them on a plate.
"Hi." He said and threw on a fake smile. He grabbed his plate of waffles and sat down on the table.
"Good morning, mom." His brother, Zack walked in. Tyler rolled his eyes for no specific reason and ate his waffles.
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Tyler jumped as he heard a loud slam next to his ear. He turned around and saw Victor, the high school jock.
"Hey fag," he smirked. Tyler stared at the boy.
"What do you want?" He asked as he slammed his locker door.
"Just leaving the daily reminder that no one likes you. Stop acting like you're the shit, you're not special." He said and walked away.
"I dont act like that, but whatever." He enhaled and walked to his class. He quickly sat down in the seat all the way to the back .
Jeremy, a football player walked by Tyler and knocked his things over.
"Oops." He laughed and walked away, earning a few high fives from his friends.
Tyler rolled his eyes and bent down to get his things, stopping as he saw a boy with pink hair already grabbing his things.
"Here." He smiled and placed his things on Tyler's desk.
"Thanks." Tyler let out a small smile, watching as the pink haired boy walked away.
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Voices ❀ Joshler
FanfictionWhen Tyler constantly has to listen to the voices in his head. TW: mentions of abuse, violence, depression, self harm, and may use inappropriate language.