small mouth

red eyes

"i'm blurryface," he replies, with closed eyes. "um.. what?" josh asks with his brown eyebrows furrowed. blurryface opens his eyes. his eyes were blood red, making josh jump.

"your-your eyes, tyler, they're-" "blurryface. my name is blurryface. okay?" blurryface replies, cutting the red haired off. josh rubs his eyes, "they're red! am i insane? tyler, i think-" "shut it. i already told you, it's blurryface, you worthless, petty, foolish-" blurryface suddenly stops speaking. he slowly closes his eyes and his shoulders buckle, causing him to fall and lay on the bed. "tyler?" josh panics, his hands going on the brunette's torso and shaking him violently. tyler's eyes open, and they're back as their normal doe mocha eyes. "oh my god- josh. did he- did he take over??" he asks after sitting up quickly.

they both panic over whatever the hell just happened and soon, the two boys are calm, tyler explaining what has been happening to him lately. "wait.. so.. you think there's something inside of you called blurryface?"

"yeah, that's who i just was!" tyler exclaims to his friend, his whole body shaking. "your eyes were red, tyler.." josh responds, "either that or i'm crazy.." tyler's eyes lock with josh's. "no, josh, i swear, blurryface can take over me. it seems to be happening when i'm anxious and uneasy.. and weak.. and.. tired." the brunette responds in a shaky voice. everything about him seemed shaky and uneasy, anxious. he doesn't let himself become weak, though. "josh, i think i blacked out or something when we had the test. was i him? remember when i asked you how i got home? it was probably him controlling me.. josh.." tyler explains.

"that's.. just.. really weird." says josh, trying to process everything. tyler sighs. they talk about things a little more, then it's just silent. although it's so silent and quiet, tyler's head is so loud. "hey tyler?" josh says.

"yeah?"

"remember when you said that i'm the first person in years who's been nice to you?"

"um.. mhm."

"what about your uncle?"

it goes silent once again. tyler looks up at josh, who, surprisingly, has tears in his eyes. tyler pulls josh into a hug. "why're you crying?" he asks his poor friend, the red hair throwing his arms around tyler's neck. "i care about you so much." josh responds.

so josh finds out tyler doesn't have a sweet, overprotective, friendly uncle. what tyler has is an abusive, unaccepting, disapproving, judgemental uncle. "tyler, we have to call the cops on him. he abuses you-" "no. i can't do that. i-i'll be sent to foster care and i don't wanna be far away from you." tyler exclaims, cutting his friend off. josh sighs. "well, when do you turn 18?" he asks. "december." tyler answers.

they talk a little more and josh literally forces tyler to sleep over; not to go back to that piece-of-crap uncle. "we have shrek 2, if you wanted to watch a movie." josh says and tyler grins. "yes." he responds and josh puts it on the tv, afterwards cuddling with his friend in the red and black blankets. tyler manages to watch half of the movie before his eyelids shut and the sound slowly fades. he feels something kiss his cheek. josh's small mouth.