Stardust Soul || Joshler

Chapter 6

Tyler trailed Joshua as they walked down the city streets, farther and farther from the glowing headlights in front of Joshua's house. Absinthe was right, the police definitely heard the gunshots. Joshua threw his hood up, covering his glowing yellow hair in the abyss of neon lights. Chase and Tyler groaned as he sneaked in and out of shadows.

"Is that really necessary?" Chase asked, rolling his eyes. Joshua snapped his head back and glared at Chase, pulling his hood up more.

"Yes."

Tyler chuckled, "You liar."

Joshua rolled his eyes then went back to sliding in and out of alleyways. Finally, after a lot of running, Joshua pulled his hood down in front of a diner.

The diner was old, run down, and reeked of mold. Louie's Diner the scratched out sign barely read. The lights buzzed in the light breeze as Joshua swung open the door, the bell jingling with his presence. Joshua marched in triumphantly, walking over to the only booth with a person in it. Tyler looked up at a clock. 3:24 AM.

Damn.

Tyler sighed and walk forward with Chase, following Joshua to the mysterious hooded figure. The figure had their back turned to Joshua, not noticing his presence.

"Hey," The voice rang out in the diner, but Tyler and Chase were the only ones visibly showing that they heard anything. Joshua slid into the booth, grunting as he sat down to face the silhouette. Tyler looked around the diner, eyeing a man in a black suit at the bar. Tyler paused before marching over to the man, feigning confidence.

"Hey," Tyler responded, standing behind him. The man turned to face Tyler. He had tall dark brown hair and a large forehead-

Officer Urie.

Tyler gasped, covering his mouth with his hands. Urie chuckled, setting a hand on Tyler's shoulder. Blue fingertips illuminated Tyler's tank top.

Yes, this whole time Tyler was wearing what he was when he died. A thin tank top and skinny jeans. But no worry, Tyler didn't get cold.

He was just light.

Urie let out a loud groan before turning to face the coffee mug sitting on the table, hand going straight through it.

"I'm gonna miss coffee," Urie mumbled, gesturing for Tyler to sit down. Tyler looked back at Chase, who was sitting next to Joshua listening in. Tyler could see the figure clearly now, and who it was was no surprise.

Absinthe.

Tyler turned back to face Urie.

"Officer Urie-"

"Brendon." He interrupted. Tyler cleared his throat.

"Brendon," Tyler turned himself to be fully facing the man. "What happened?"

Urie looked up toward the ceiling, where moths were collecting around the bright light.

"I don't know, all I remember is getting into a standoff with that dude,"

"Joshua."

"Sure," Brendon rolled his eyes. "Anyways, I woke up and like, I was with that insane woman and she was all like 'you're dead' and I was like NO WAY! But turns out, yeah. I'm fucking dead. I can't touch shit." Brendon complained, slamming his fists down on the table. Tyler jumped when they went halfway through the table, while Brendon just groaned.

"Do you know who killed me?" Brendon asked, turning to face Tyler. Tyler took a deep breath.

"I'm pretty sure it was Absinthe, Joshua didn't have a gun-"