- Unique ; joshler -

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"School fucking sucks." Tyler said with a pouty lip.

"Yep. It really does." Brendon agreed.

"Especially when you're absolutely different from everyone else. Nobody wants to talk to you if you're different, that's just how the system works. I hate it so much, my god." Tyler added, kicking an innocent rock up from the ground and watching as it landed.

"Yeah, but it'll be alright I promise."

"How? You're moving to a private school and that means I'm gonna be left all alone.. it's gonna fucking suck ass."

"Well, I know someone. He's different too, not to mention he's new as well. You should talk to him." Brendon suggested, a smile forming as he looked at the smaller boy.

"I don't know this guy, he could be crusty. We don't stan a crusty sister..." Tyler shuddered dramatically.

"Would I, Brendon Urie, hangout with someone crusty?" He smirked.

"Well you hangout with me so-"

"Hush you. Now, this guy isn't 'crusty.' He's lovely I'm sure you'll love him. Oh and he's super hot so that's a bonus." He winked.

Tyler rolled his eyes.

"Ugh whatever. Fine I'll try talking to him I guess." Tyler grumbled. Sure he wanted friends but he's barely even heard of this guy, there must be a reason right? Hm.

"Great! I'll make the group chat when I get home." Brendon smiled and opened something in his phone but Tyler couldn't tell just what he was doing.

"Well, I have to go now. Bye, Tyler!" Brendon said as he waved goodbye and walked to his car.

"Bye."

Tyler walked home, looking at the scenery. It was early fall so the leaves were just starting to fall off the trees and the cool autumn breeze blew through his hair; the colder air sending shivers down his spine.

He kept thinking about who Brendon might be talking about.

Tyler was worried he'd be too awkward or too weird for him.
A million thoughts rushed through his mind all at once.
What if he doesn't like me? What if he thinks I'm too weird for him? What if I say something and mess everything up?

He fiddled with his fingers as he walked, trying to relieve the stress.

"Ugh why can't I just be a normal fucking person like everyone else!" Tyler screamed at the sky.

He'd scared some birds out of their nests and some people on the sidewalk across from him gave him weird concerned looks, but he didn't care. He was pissed.

He hated being different. He hated the way the world worked.
He hated everything and just wanted to be dead.

With Brendon gone now, he's a lonely-sad sack of shit that has nothing better to do but mope around and kick things.

Brendon was the only thing motivating him to do anything really.
He would've killed himself already if he didn't have Brendon. He relied on Brendon and he hated it. He hated having to rely on someone for happiness.

he wanted to just disappear.

He didn't want to be lonely. He didn't want to sit and be a sad little bitch all the time. He didn't wanna have to rely on Brendon. And most importantly, he didn't want any new friends.

Well,Tyler did want friends but he knows that'll never happen so what's the point anymore with even considering that as a possibility?

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Tyler walked up his door step, pulling his keys out of his pocket.

In the process, he'd dropped them on the ground.

"Fuck."

he muttered something under his breath and picked up the keys, then quickly unlocked the door.

He wanted to just get in as soon as possible.

He closed the door behind him and walked up to his room, flopping himself onto the bed, closing his eyes as he did so.

Peace and quiet. Something he'd wanted all day.

Tyler thought he was safe until

Ding!

Fuck, the group chat.

He opened his eyes and rolled over, grabbing his phone.

Brendon: hey!

???: hey 🙂

Word count (not including this): 666 ;)

A/n: hey hey I'm actually writing something? Wow.

Yeah uhhh I've been at a loss of motivation and I've had just writers block.

Hopefully I actually continue this instead of leaving this in my drafts... h.

Hope ya enjoyed I guess? Bye! <3