Bityler Stories

Tyler was not the quiet type of person. He wasn't some sad fanfiction-esque teen. Tyler's life was going pretty well. Then he met Josh. (slow updates)

••••••••••••••••••••• Ignoring the fact that there's still blood dripping all over my face, staining my only blue shirt most likely, I pop the window open. Cool wind blows into my room, drying my tears almost immediately. Climbing through the window, blood smears on the sill. Taking not a single look back, at least I like to think, my legs attach to the tree beside me, running away from the demons inside my mind.