Tyler's POV
I seriously just want to die. I want to die so badly. I'm a disgrace to my family, nobody loves me. That Josh dude, he'll probably text me for like a week and forget all about me. Honestly, does it even matter if Blurryface wins? So what? I just need my pain to be over.
Nothing has ever been, nor, will it ever be the same again. They are gone, it's my fault. That's that. I don't deserve to live, they did. But I can't think about this I can't. Yes you can, Tyler. Think about what you did, how it's all your fault. You deserve to die, loser.
I would scream at him to stop but I don't, he's right. It's my fault. Then I notice something different. There's a tiny tugging sensation in the corner of my mind. A greater source, a greater love. God? I don't know, but suddenly I just want to fight back. I don't want to give in and use my skin as some sort of canvas. I want to fight, I want to live. I feel... loved.
So, instead of getting out my cold metal friend, I pull out my phone.
Tyler: Hey, dude.
Josh: Hey! Sup?
Tyler: Nm bro, plans still on for today?
Josh: Yup, I'll see ya in like 15 mins, alright?
Tyler: Yeah, great, see ya soon!
Josh: :)
Tyler: :)
Josh seems pretty okay so far.. I just don't want to ever risk getting close to anyone again. That's why I don't talk, don't look, I just keep to myself. My siblings finally gave up, they used to look up to me.. but I let them down, I'm not a good big brother. I wish I could be a better brother, better son.
I finally get out of my bed and go to the sink to splash my face with water. My face tingles and feels icy cold but at least I'm awake for sure. I put on a kinda nice black and white flannel shirt and skinny jeans. Man, I wear skinny jeans too much. Oh well.
I put a little bit of water on my fingers and fix my hair a bit. No matter what you do you are never going to be attractive. You aren't impressive, you are nothing. I sigh and feel my eyes well up. I violently shake and twitch my head to prevent myself from crying.
I make my way downstairs and impatiently wait for Josh. I honestly start to feel happy, then I think of them.. My happiness fades away and I feel numb again. I feel like maybe I should just go grab the razor bla-
Knock Knock Knock
A/N: Joshys here yayyyy :D stay alive!
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FanfictionJosh was always a very shy and very anxious person... Tyler, was once happy but lately he can hardly feel a smile deep inside himself. What would happen if two broken and flawed people were to meet? Could it possibly save them both from theirselves?
