Yøu're not aløne. Y ESY OUA RE Yøu are løved. NOY OUR ENOT. Never give up. GI V EU P. Yøu're strønger than him. Tyler Jøseph was at war. He was always fighting his øwn insecurities, by whøm he named B L U R R Y F A C E. He later meets Josh, a guy who understands him, and knows what it's like to feel rejected and worthless. He finds out that after all, He's never really alone. No one is. |-/ Dedicated to you. A/N: This does not just revolve around the subject of blurryface, it also includes an eventful storyline. Blurryface simply interferes and influences the story. -------- -------- -------- -------- :\\DISCLAIMER//: This is fiction. The people the characters are based on may be or act completely differently in real life. I've just merely altered their characteristics to cater my precise needs for the storyline. WARNING: Some sensitive content/ topics. ::::..............::::::: ::::............. :::::....::::::::.. Stay Alive. Not just today, but tomorrow too. |-/ ::::::...............:::::::::::::::: ............::::::::::::

"Listen to me. I'm in love with you. Mad crazy in love with you. I'm not going anywhere. Ever. You can't get rid of me."

Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The number of times I lost my innocence to three different men. Four months. The number of months I lived a semi-normal but hectic life with practically strangers. Two. The number of children I carried Two. The number of times I was kidnapped. One week. The number of weeks I was held hostage. Thirty. The number of times I probably passed out or fainted. One hundred plus. The number of times I cried and felt sorry for myself. Six months. The number of months I waited until I got to see my children. Thirty seconds. The number of seconds it took before my life fully crumbled before my very eyes. A moment. How long it took for it all to start over again. Save Them, Please? *Sequel to 'Help Me, Please?*