☏Up's and downs☏Jash Rossler☏

ᑕᕼᗩᑭTᗴᖇ ᔕᗴᐯᗴᑎ- ᔕᑭIᒪᒪᗴᗪ

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Something is definitely wrong with Josh. He's not, how do I say this, happy.
He's not wearing bright colors anymore, he's not interacting with us anymore, hell, he's not even eating anymore. It's been at least a week sense he's eaten. I hate seeing him like this, so I'm going to go talk to him. I got off the couch and passed by Taytum, who was having a conversation with Bryce and Addison. As I walked up the stairs and to the door of my bedroom, our bedroom, I herd muffled sobs coming from the other side.
Was he, crying?
I knocked on the door softly and said
"Josh? It's me, Jaden. Can I come in please?"
I herd shifting of the bed, then the door slowly creaked open.
"What do you want?"
He said harshly with a sniffle.
"Josh, what happened to you?"
I asked, giving him sad eyes.
"Nothing. I'm fine, Jaden. I'm totally and utterly fine."
He sighed angrily
"Josh. Tell me why the fuck you all of a sudden stop eating, and stop talking to everyone! I'm so fucking worried about you, Josh! I miss the old you."
I yelled, slamming the door the rest of the way open.
"What's going on? Is everyone okay? I herd a bang"
Taytum ran up the stairs, Addison close behind.
"ᵗᵒᵒ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ..."
Josh whined, barely loud enough for only me to hear
"Uh, Yeah. Sorry, I just pushed the door open too hard, heheh..."
I rubbed the back of my neck as Taytum and Addison exchanged weird looks and walked back down the stairs.
"Y-you herd me?"
Josh stuttered
"Yeah, it's the least I could do. Look, I'm sorry. For whatever I did, I'm sorry. Josh, I miss the old you, when you would smile all the time, and dance around with us. Your fans are worried too."
I frowned sadly at him as tears rolled down his cheeks
"Jaden, my fans are the last thing I want to worry about right now. I am losing my will to live, while your all running around all happy. I'm spending my time crying, and hiding Jaden. And it's all your fault!"
He cried, slamming the door shut and falling to the floor on the other side
"Josh?"
I asked
"Josh?"
I asked again.
"Josh. Open the damn door."
I said sternly, pushing the door open to reveal a passed out Josh.
"Josh! Oh my god,"
I fell on my knees and pulled him over to me.
"Josh. Josh! Wake up, please!"
I pleaded
"Jaden..."
He whispered
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm such a mess up."
He sat up and looked me in the eyes
"Josh, I care about you. Your my freaking best friend. I love you, and the other guys do too."
"But that's the thing! You don't understand! I could never tell you what's wrong, because the fear of you hating me lingers in my head!"
He yelled,
"What's wrong?! I've been waiting to hear for two fucking weeks! Just tell me Josh! I'm not going to hate yo-"
I was cut off by Josh yelling
"I'm gay! I'm gay okay?! Now go ahead, kill me. Hurt me. Hate me. Do your worst!"
I paused and stared at him. He was crying and looking down at the ground, his black hoodie pulled over his head.
"Josh. I will Never, hear me, Never hurt you, kill you, or hate you. Your my best friend, and I accept you no matter what your sexuality is."
I hugged him and he sobbed into my shoulder
"I-I'm so sorry...."
He cried
"For what, bubs?"
I rubbed circles on his back
"For being the way I am. Ugly, gay, a terrible friend,"
Tears started to roll down my cheeks, listening to him rant about what he think of himself
"Josh. Stop it. Stop putting yourself down. You are important, to not only me, but to everyone in this house."
I kissed his forehead softly and pulled him into my chest.
We stayed like this for a while, actually, until he pulled away.
"I'm gonna go to bed now..."
He mumbled
"No dinner?"
I asked
"ᴵ ᵈⁱⁿᵗ ᵉᵃᵗ..."
He whispered
"Okay, well, let's go to bed then."
I smiled sadly at him.

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