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Tyler left the message. He didn't want to acknowledge who ever was playing this sick joke. Josh was dead. Tyler told himself over and over.

Josh: How come you're not answering me?

His phone lit up. Again Ignored it

Josh: Tyler I'll prove it's me.

Tyler: How?

Josh: Meet me tomorrow. The place of the car crash.

Tyler: Not a Chance. You'll have to prove it over text.

Josh: You blame yourself for the crash.

Tyler: You'd be surprised the amount of people know that. It's what haunts me every time I sleep. It's my fault.

Josh: Far from it.

Tyler: If you're really Josh you'd know why I blame myself. IT WAS MY FAULT!

Josh: But if I prove it's actually me, you'll stop talking to me. So I'm not going to prove anything just yet. ;)

Tyler's heart skipped a beat. How could he believe this is Josh if he wasn't willing to prove it. Tyler's chest became increasingly tight as he read the word over and over.

Tyler:

The typing bubbles kept coming and going. He didn't know how to respond. 10 minutes passed. Tyler staring at a blank screen.

Josh: What ever you do, you can't tell anyone that I'm texting you.

Tyler: Why the hell not?!

Josh: Why of course they'll think you're crazy :)

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Honestly I have an outcome for this story but I don't know how I'm going to get there just as of yet. Anyway, I hope you're enjoying it so far and I understand that chapters are short but I'll try and update as often as I can.
-Ellie

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