small mouth

nightmares

*: language, mention of rape

nightmares. tyler has been having nightmares.

that is why he has been so stressed.

but he hasn't been telling anyone.

only blurryface figured out why he is so stressed. nightmares.

blurry has been trying to tell josh, but tyler never lets him out anymore.

but today, that changes.

“what is wrong with you, tyler? did you seriously just throw a glass cup?”

“shut up!” tyler screams, tears flooding his eyes. he sobs as he runs up to the room he and josh share. tyler collapses on the floor, crying into his hands. josh comes in shortly after, kneeling down and holding his boyfriend. tyler sighs, hugging josh tightly, crying out, “i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i'm sorry” repeatedly. josh hushes him and rocks him. “it’s okay, tyler. i've got you.”

madison and jay stand in the doorway, ‘aww’-ing at the two. after a few minutes, tyler is calm. but soon blurryface appears, taking deep breaths. “blurry? it’s been a while. do you know what’s going on with tyler?” josh asks, helping blurryface sit up. “he’s been having these nightmares. they aren't really disturbing to me, but he literally doesn't want to fall asleep.”

“w-what were they about?” the red haired boy asks. blurry sighs, “it's difficult to explain, but he was at his old school. ‘grizzly middle’. josh, you can't tell him this, okay? you can’t tell him anything i’m about to say. not now. he isn't ready.”

josh nods slowly.

“i’m afraid you weren't tyler's first time. tyler . . . tyler was molested by a teacher. in 8th grade. but he pushed it way to the back of his brain . . . he doesn’t remember. but those nightmares he's having . . . they’re about the teacher. he's been telling me in private that he knows who he his, but he can't remember enough. if he does . . . josh, that could be bad. really really bad. when he was molested, rumors and all kinds of crap started to spread around school. tyler was in a horrible, horrible state. i'm scared to see him like that again. he'd cut his arms and legs and i wish i could've stopped him. but i didn't because i didn't give a crap about him. i fed off of his suffering.”

josh’s eyes flood. “th-this is true?” he whispers. blurry shuts his eyes tightly. "i'm afraid so."  blurryface sighs. "we can't let him know, he's not ready. not ready for this yet. maybe when he's a bit more cleaned up, okay? god, i really don't want to see him so depressed. when he's anxious and depressed, he won't eat. and we have to try to prevent him from cutting and stuff like that.”

-

tyler looks around, spotting a huge furry brown animal. tyler suddenly starts shrieking.

“be quiet, slut.”

and the bear is gone. tyler looks around again, heading towards the school cafeteria. there, he finds the bear again.

“take it off.”

the bear disappears again. tyler moves into another room, repeating the process until he finds the mascot once more.

“what are you doing?”

the bear grabs tyler and throws him into an empty classroom, the bear following after.

“stop moving.”

but tyler does move, he stands up, trying his best to get out of the room.

“detention.”

tyler gasps as he sits up. he sighs tiredly, laying back down. josh notices this and wraps his arms around tyler. “something wrong?” josh asks. “another nightmare, babe?”

“yeah . . . but it's just so confusing, josh. i can’t remember but i know i know it. it's so familiar,” tyler explains. josh nods, apologizing softly. “what happened in your dream?”

“there was this bear mascot and he kept disappearing to different rooms in the school. and . . . he called me a slut?” the brunette answers. “i don't know. so familiar.” tyler whispers. the two decide to get up. they eat breakfast downstairs and tyler decides to get in the shower, leaving josh on the couch.

he sits boredly on his phone, scrolling through social media, watching videos, texting friends.

soon enough, the brunette is out of the shower. red eyes. “oh, hi, blurry.” josh greets as blurry sits by him. “we need to talk.” blurry says, ignoring josh's greeting. josh raises his eyebrows. “tyler . . . he's gonna figure this shit out. i think it'll be best if we tell him before that happens. what do you think?”

“yeah . . . okay. i think it's best. he deserves to know.”

“okay, let's prepare for a phase of depression.”

-

“tyler . . . i-i know what your nightmares have been about.” the brunette looks over in interest. “you do?! well tell me,” tyler says, adding a small ‘please’ at the end.

“well . . . blurryface and i have been talking about you . . . you know that school you were in in your nightmare? that was your middle school. grizzly middle, blurry told me. and . . . w-well, that bear mascot, he was a teacher at your school . . . y-you were raped, ty,” josh explains, trying not to cry. tyler knits his eyebrows together. “what? i-i don't remember. is this a joke? this isn't funny, josh! i lost my virginity to you!” tyler responds.

“i'm sorry, tyler. blurry told me y-you were crushing on the teacher . . . b-but he didn't stop when you told him to.”

tyler widens his eyes. now it all makes sense.

detention.

take it off.

what are you doing?

stop moving.

be quiet, slut.