✔ TINY , [joshler]

TINY ~ 49

Truce by Twenty one pilots
Big sad

POV Tyler

It's been a week since the party and I've been staying up in my room ever since. I sometimes go down stairs to hang out with Zack because I want company.

"Wanna go out today?" Zack asks me.

"I don't wanna go outside." I mumble from beside him. We're currently watching The Office, well he's watching, I'm just zoned out.

"You've been inside for a week, you have to go outside." Zack says, I can tell he's worried about me, I'm worried about me too.

"I don't wanna do anything, I just wanna stay inside with you and all of my stuffies." I say, I'm currently holding one right now.

"Tyler, I know you're hurt, but you have to do something." He's right, he's always right.

"Fine, where do you wanna go?" I ask.

"We can just go on a short walk, I just want you to do something active." He says as he gets up.

"Wait we're going right now?" I thought we were gonna go after our show.

"Yes we're going right now." He says with a smile, he's happy, he's happy that we're going for a walk, that makes me happy.

I get up from the couch and walk towards the door, I put on my shoes and we head out the door. He grabs my hand tightly as we start our walk.

"I love you Zacky." I say with a smile, I'm feeling smaller, I've been feeling smaller recently.

"I love you too Ty." He smiles down at me. We both walk in a comfortable silence, we're both still holding hands.

Once we got home, I go straight to the bathroom. I really needed to pee during our walk. When I got in the bathroom, I looked in the mirror, my mood dropping. I remember seeing my face through the mirror that night, that night in the bathroom. I remember watching that guy through the mirror doing gross things to me, saying gross things to me. I remember looking at myself through the mirror thinking "why am I letting him do this? He's right, I am a slut, I am a whore asking to be fucked, I'm a whore for wearing a short skirt with red panties underneath." I threw out that outfit when I got home.

"Why did this have to happen to me?" I whisper to myself, tears forming in my eyes. He's right, I am a cry baby. I quickly go to the washroom, I avoided looking at the mirror.

I rush up the stairs and I quickly get into my room, that's when I let the tears fall. I go on my bed and turn on my phone, looking at my lock screen. It's a photo of Josh and I, he's holding me and he's giving me a kiss on the cheek while I smile wide at the camera.

I miss Josh so much, but I can't even think of him without thinking about the fact he cheated on me. That night was the worst night ever, not even my parents could compare.

I think back to the times where I was happy with life, before the stupid party, before my heart broke, before my happiness disappeared. I'm too dramatic.

I turn my phone on again, I the click on Tumblr. I wanna post another photo, but nothing inappropriate, just something sad, something that describes my mood. I rest my phone against one of my stuffed animals on my bed, I then put it on timer. It's a photo of me snuggling my stuffed animal, hiding my face in its fur. I post the photo with the caption that says 'feeling kinda sad🙁'

It doesn't take long for people to start commenting on my post, they're usually dirty because I post dirty photos, but these comments are asking what happened. I'm never going to post the situation online, I'm too ashamed.

I get a creepy comment that says 'wish we could've finished, you looked so beautiful that night' my hands start shaking. Thoughts of things that could've happened that night, what if Josh never went to the bathroom? I turn my phone off and I plug it in, I need a shower.

I get in the shower, water nice and hot. It's refreshing, I feel like all my worries and self hatred went down the drain. I lightly touch my chest and I let out a little sigh, I delicately run my hands down my chest and run my fingers over my half hard dick. I haven't done this in awhile.

I wrap my hand around myself, I then gently start stroking. My mind wanders to Josh, how his big hands used to hold me tight, how he used to treat me so well when we had sex. I miss that.

"Mm fuck." I moan quietly. My hand speeds up, my other hand goes to pinch my nipple.

"Mm Joshie." I whine to myself, imagining Josh is the one jerking me off. I bite my lip as I cum on the floor, the water washing away my mess.

I open my eyes, tears filling up again. I miss Josh so much, but I'm still so mad at him, it's hard to forgive him. I sit on the shower floor, sobbing. He won't wanna be with me, I'm broken, I'm just a broken person because an unknown person broke me.

"Get over it." I tell myself. I then stand up and continue my shower.

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Hi! I wrote this yesterday but I decided to not post it cuz I already posted 3 chapters in the same day.

Do u guys like how I put songs at the beginning of the chapters?

Love you all so much❤️💕❤️

Edit: currently 1:12am when I'm deciding to post this :)