Cinnamon. {Joshler}

Drenched in Red

Okay guys so like I hope you like this because I tried really hard not to be cliche or anything like that. It probably ended up cliche though.

Most of the warnings apply, minus the smut. That is definitely coming next chapter. Please please please if you are easily triggered by blood, self harm, etc do not read this chapter. Please skip it. I don't want anyone to be triggered by my work.

Thank You, and Enjoy!

----------------------------------------

"T-Tyler?" I said softly, my voice cracking a little. The smaller boy was in front of me in his bathroom, his bracelets discarded and holding a box cutter to his wrist. Blood was splattered all over the floor and he was wracked with a wave of sobs, his hands shaking so badly that the silver object fell onto the floor. Tyler dropped to his knees, pulling his wrist to his chest. I quickly walked over and grabbed his arm, pulling it out towards me. He cried harder.

"I'm so-sorry Jo-o-o-" He wailed, trying to pull his wrist away. I grabbed a cloth, wet it, and pressed it to the wound. I could feel Tyler shaking and I'm pretty sure I was crying too. I wiped the blood off and wrapped Tyler's thin wrist in some gauze from a first aid kit. I pulled off his blood soaked clothes, leaving him in a pair of pastel pink boxers. "Come on, Ty. Let's get you to bed." I whispered, rubbing soothing circles on his back before picking him up bridal style and laying him under his black comforter. Tyler reached out to me, and I complied, climbing into the bed with him. He snuggled into my chest, his face in my neck. I kissed him on his forehead before drifting to sleep, my tears having matted Tyler's brown hair.

---------

"Josh?" Tyler whispered, the events of the night prior rushing into his consciousness. I opened an eye and looked down at the small boy, who looked so fragile at the moment. Sunlight was streaming in through the window and his cinnamon eyes sparkled. I smiled a bit at that. "Hey." I said softly. He looked like he was on the verge of tears. "Woah, hey. Calm down, Ty, it's okay." Tyler looked at me. "I'm sorry about last night. I-I just relapsed I didn't mean to oh no Josh I'm so sorry I'm so so-" I cut him off with a brush of my lips, I don't even know if you could call it a kiss. His eyes widened and he opened his mouth but no words came out. "I-I'm sorry." I said, blushing, tears pooling in my eyes. He shook his head, wet tears falling down his cheeks. "It's o-okay." He said, wrapping his arms around me tightly. I hugged him back, thankful he wasn't disgusted with me.

--------------------------------------------------

"Hey, Ty? Can I ask you a question?" I looked at the boy sitting at his computer. He swiveled his chair and looked at me, cinnamon eyes meeting mine. "Yeah." He said. I gulped. "W-Why did you run away last night? I mean I was just wondering." I stuttered a bit and cursed myself for it. Tyler thought for a moment. He replied after a while. "I don't know. I just, needed to get away. I needed fresh air. But that didn't really work like I hoped it would." He gestured towards his bandaged wrist. "Josh," Tyler started. I snapped my head back up to look at him. "I didn't do this until a couple of years ago." I nodded, hoping he would continue. He did. "I didn't start this because I was diagnosed with depression. I did it because," He paused and took a breath. "Look I've never told anyone this, not even my parents. I don't really know who else I would tell though other than you. I was raped. When I was fourteen." I'm pretty sure my eyes were the size of saucers. Tyler looked at me with an expectancy in his eyes, like he was expecting me to leave.

"I'm so so sorry, Tyler." I said softly. His eyes looked so sad. I walked over to him, picking him up from his chair. "I promise I'll protect you." I said to him. I laid him back in his bed, climbing in with him once more. "Let's say later we get Taco Bell, hm?" Tyler hummed in response. I smiled, pulling him close.

--------------------------------------------------

I walked into school with Tyler, since he had wanted to walk with me today. When we entered the school, everyone was going about their daily business. I followed the brunette to his locker, chatting about some silly joke he had made. He opened his locker and threw some books in, pulling out a chemistry one and shutting it. We began walking down the hallway when we saw the guys that harassed us at the party. "Hey, look! It's the fags again!" One said loudly, pointing at us with a wicked grin on his face. "Don't listen to him Ty, come on." I whispered in Tyler's ear, pulling him by his okay wrist. "Where do you think your going?" Another one blocked our path. I let out a frustrated groan. "I don't have time for this." I growled under my breath. I shoved the guy aside and pulled Tyler away, before anything else could happen. I dragged him around the corner and into a supply closet, looking at his face for the first time since we got to school. His eyes were big and scared, tears pooling in them, making the cinnamon swirls glitter even more if it were at all possible. His features were drawn and he looked terrified. "You're gonna be okay, Ty." I said softly, hugging him to my chest. We stayed like that until the bell rang. Tyler sniffled, and my shirt was soaked with his tears. "You wanna stay here until next period?" I asked softly. He nodded and we sat down. I pulled him close to me and we fell asleep just like that.

-------------------------------------------------------------------

Okay so please comment and let me know what you liked and hated about this chapter, and all of them actually. Votes and comments are greatly appreciated. I will probably update a little later with the next update because of some family issues but I swear it will be long and fulfilling. I love you all and in the words of Tyler Joseph himself: Stay Alive. It's worth it I promise.