It'd been six years. Six *years*. Since you'd seen each other. After they were signed, you kind of got distant. Life got in the way, you finished college... and Tyler? He was successful. You were happy for them, both of them. And then one day, you run into each other. Quite literally. And you realize how much you've missed him. And you begin to realize how deep your feelings for him truly go. And... so does he.

Tyler Joseph, a senior in high school, knows Lizzie from class but hasn't actually talked to her officially. It isn't until he sees the scars on her legs that he works up the courage to offer a shoulder to cry on, which eventually turns into a different kind of relationship. TW: depression, suicide, self-harm, smut

I felt a hand holding mind on top of the blankets. I slowly opened my eyes and saw his face. It was tear-stained and scared, but he smiled nevertheless. "How are you doing?" he quietly asked. I hazily half-smiled. I hated the look on his face. I had to lie to him. "I'm doing okay," I whispered. He frowned. "No you're not. It's killing you. Don't lie to me." I pursed my dry and cracked lips and nodded. "I'm sorry," I whispered, a tear, the first thing that wasn't dry as a bone to touch me in seemingly years, running slowly down my cheek. "Please," he whispered, holding my hand tighter. "Stay alive. For me."

[COMPLETED] Why does God leave us??? [trigger warning] suicide, self harm, strong language, violence