Tear In My Heart//Joshler

:Thirteen:

(MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNING)

The entire building exploded. Flames belted through it all. The blast crumbled everything to the ground with nothing but flames bursting into the air. Jenna was dead. Everyone inside was dead.

Josh stood in front of the collapsed building. He looked over the ruin, the flames. How it gazed into the sky. How he heard everyone scream while burning to death. And that's when he thought of Tyler and Jenna. How they must of screamed during the explosion. A tear rolled down his cheek. He lost Tyler because he wanted Jenna dead. And he got what he wanted. He killed Jenna and his best friend.

"I must end this," Josh thought.

He took out his handgun and put it to his head. But before he could pull the trigger, he heard a voice.

"JOSHUA STOP!"

Josh turned around to see what he thought he would never see again. It was his best friend Tyler. He was alive. He wasn't inside the building when the explosion happened.
Tyler ran into Josh's arms. He had tears in his eyes.

"I saw the flames on my way out!," Tyler cried. "Is Jenna alright?"

When Tyler asked about Jenna, he became silent. Tyler needed the answer.

"WHERE IS SHE?!"

Josh tilted his head down to the ground.

"I'm....I'm sorry Ty," He said. "She isn't alright. She's isn't alive."

Josh picked up the gun from the ground.

"I won't be soon."

"JOSH NO!"

Tyler pulled the gun as Josh prepared to take his own life, causing him to accidentally pull the trigger. When the gun fired, Tyler and Josh immediately looked at each other. They both were frozen in shock, trying to figure out what just happened. That's when Josh looked down to see blood seeping through his chest.

Tyler dropped the gun when he saw what he had done. Josh put his hands over his chest and fell to the ground. Tyler picked him up in his arms.

Blood poured through the ground. Josh was breathing heavily. Tyler panicked as he held him. Tears were rolling from his cheeks.

"Josh, I'm sorry....I'm so sorry."

He looked at Tyler's wet eyes. Soon he had tears come down his cheeks.

"You....killed me," Josh said.

Tyler broke down.

"I'm sorry Josh. Please don't die."

"It's okay, I wanted this....I....wanted this for a long time."

Tyler put his hand on his cheek.

"No, I don't expect that. You're my best friend, my love."

Josh smiled a bit, tasting some blood in his mouth.

"Jenna....was your love....not me. You loved her Ty....and now....she's dead....because of me."

Tyler sniffed.

"What do you mean?"

Josh slightly lifted his head up towards Tyler.

"Tyler....I killed Jenna."

Josh kissed him on the cheek before dropping his head back to the ground, breathing his final breath.

Tyler stared at Josh's lifeless body. His bleeding bullet hole, his beautiful brown eyes which were mid-way open, his blue lips. He wasn't crying or mourning over his friend's death. He was shocked.

Tyler stood up and picked up Josh's handgun. He turned to see the destroyed building. All it had left was smoke and ashes.

Tyler walked closer and closer until he was in the middle of the rubble. And that's when he spotted his wife's half burnt hand, which was underneath a piece of rubble. Tyler kneeled down to it and he touched it.

It felt like fire. It burnt his finger. But he didn't care. He took off the ring and looked at it. It was the only piece of Jenna he had left.
She was gone. Tyler's whore was gone.

Emergency sirens blared upon arriving at the remains of the wedding building. Tyler stood up to see them, ignoring his dead best friend's body.

"WHAT HAPPENED HERE?," a man asked.

"Don't go in there," Tyler said. "She's in there."

"WHO'S IN THERE?"

"My wife," Tyler said. "She's gone."

He loaded the gun and put it to his head.

"And so am I."

Tyler pulled the trigger. He was dead.