I'm No Good Without You (Tyler Joseph x Reader)

Chapter 29

Before you get into reading this, let me just say how grateful I am for all of the love and support I've received while writing this. I know it's been a long f*cking time since I've updated but lemme just say school is hard okay. I'm sorry it took so long to get this out to everyone. Now onto the serious stuff. This chapter could be considered graphic and disturbing and should definitely come with a trigger warning so, yeah. You've been warned.

Time went by faster than the speed of light after Rayna got out of the hospital. Her psychological evaluation showed that she did have depression and from then on she was medicated. I thought it was bullshit, she was prescribed the exact thing she tried to kill herself with. By the time the end of my senior year rolled around, life had been mostly uneventful. Tyler and I spent minimal time together, with us having polar opposite schedules, but we were still happy. My dad was basically consumed by work and rarely talked to me or Rayna when he was home. As for Rayna, she spent most of her time holed up in her room, making little contact with the outside world.

As I sat, alone, in my room in the basement, I saw that I was getting a call from Tyler. It had been a few days since I had talked to him, so this call made me extremely excited. "Tyler? It's been way too long. I know you've been busy but I've really missed you."

The tone of his voice displayed much less enthusiasm then mine, "hey, can you meet me at the park? I really need to talk to you." I was worried, obviously, but I couldn't possibly be prepared for what was going to happen.

"Oh, yeah, sure. Meet you there in, say, ten minutes?"

"Okay. See you." He hung up without even saying "I love you" or goodbye. Before a single second could be wasted, I grabbed my coat, it was raining outside, and headed upstairs.

"Dad, I'm taking your truck!" I shouted to my father, wherever he was in the house. I snatched the keys off of the counter and hurried outside. After a few attempts to get the key to turn over, the old truck started and I headed in the direction of the park. Once I got there, I saw Tyler's car parked outside and parked next to it.

A shadowy figure was before me, sitting on a bench in the rain. "Tyler? Is that you?" He turned his head, proving that it was actually him. He stood up to meet me.

I expected a kiss but was instead met with a half-hearted hug. "Hey, thanks for coming so short notice."

"No problem, what was it you needed to talk to me about?"

He sighed and stared at the ground. "I think-" he took a few more moments, searching for the right way to phrase it, "I think, in the long time we've been together--"

"Just over 3 years, yes."

"In the more recent months of those 3 years, I think we've sort of... grown out of each other. I think it would be better to, maybe, go our separate ways."

It wasn't registering with me what he was saying at first, "what do you mean?"

"I mean, we were just kids when we met. We're older now. We've changed and we both want different things now."

"Tyler, where is this coming from? Are you saying you're breaking up with me?"

"In a way, yeah. That's what I'm saying. I hope you don't get too hung up and can move on." He softly placed a kiss on my forehead, "I'm sorry." Not uttering another word, Tyler walked away, got in his car and drove away.

I was completely speechless. My whole world had entirely fallen apart around me. In the past few years, I had lost my two brothers, my mother had forgotten who she was, I nearly lost my sister, and my dad threw himself into his work. And now, to take the cake, the person I planned on spending the rest of my days with had left me. The worst of it was, I didn't feel sad. Through all of this, it was like my ability to feel sadness or grief had left me.