tw: suicidal thoughts, slight mention of self harm! be safe, please.
tyler's ankle had dislocated weirdly, and he had to use crutches to get around. he had sworn to gerard that he'd never talk to him again, but both of them knew it wasn't true. partially because otherwise tyler would get lonelier than he already was, since everyone at his school hated him, and he had no extracurriculars, partially because he needed money, and gerard's unfortunate addiction to multiple illegal substances was an easy way to earn for tyler.
tyler also wanted to escape from that weird, brown-haired stalking kid who seemed to be everywhere tyler went.
well, today he hadn't really been anywhere to be seen. it almost seemed as though the boy had been avoiding everyone, but honestly tyler didn't care. he was happy about it, almost ecstatic. woohoo.
yeah, actually tyler didn't know how to be happy anymore.
or sad.
he didn't fucking know how to feel anything anymore, it felt like the world had just shut down in front of him, and everything was covered in a fog you can't see through. and the fog was also choking him, of course. it wouldn't sound dramatic enough if you didn't add that.
nevertheless, the whole feeling of not feeling made tyler want to just let go of the railing of the bridge he was holding on to. he just wanted to jump onto the train tracks underneath him.
he needed to feel something. so far all the razors, lighters, pills and such hadn't done anything. so obviously this was the next option.
tyler looked around himself. no one was around to see if he fell or not, maybe because it was such a desolated place anyway. or maybe because it was around two in the morning.
all tyler knew that this was the perfect moment to do something. to be a cent store spider-man and crash his body into the ground 'accidentally'.
but no. he can't do that. not today.
so, tyler carefully climbed back onto the correct side of the railing, his arms and legs shaking an awful lot. once he was securely on the ground, he let his body fall down onto the concrete pavement and sighed.
what had his life become?
or better yet, what hadn't it become?
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careless // joshler
Fanfictionjosh had been watching the brown-haired boy for a while, and he was certain he wasn't okay. // tyler knew a boy with obnoxiously purple hair had been watching him, and he was getting annoyed.
