『 Vibrations 』 》》 Tyler Joseph x Reader

- Twelve -

"Y-You need to get back to the venue, now." Josh spoke shakily into his phone.

"Al-Alright." You say, trying to swallow the lump in your through after what Josh just told you.

Tyler was having another anxiety attack, but not like the one yesterday.

These, were not good.

Slamming on the brakes, you quickly tried to turn your car around.

And you started your way back to the venue.

Busting your way through the door, you ran to Josh.

"J-Josh, what's going on?" You frantically asked.

Josh looked into your eyes, a way that he's never done before, "I don't know, all I know is that he's in the bathroom."

You shifted your eyes to the bathroom door, not hearing anything from the other side.

"I tried talking to him, but he never said anything back," Josh added, as you walked to the door.

"Tyler?" Your voice croaked.

All you could hear was a loud sniff and a son from the other side.

"Tyler, I'm coming in," you quietly said.

Trying the knob, nothing happened.

Locked.

"Josh, could you go get me a bobby pin from your dressing room?" You asked, not keeping your eyes off the door.

"Sure thing," He said and ran off.

Suddenly, you hear a loud clink,

Like metal hitting the ground.

Tyler.

-///::Hescuttinghescuttinghescutting-//::

:.:You're not by his side, everything that's happening is your fault:://--

Josh ran back and gave you a bobby pin, and you quickly snatched it out of his blue-sky hand.

You took the pin and put it in the lock of the door, twisting and turning until you heard a click.

Slamming open the door, you look to see Tyler holding a blade, crying in the tub with blood running down his arms

TylerTylerTyler:://

"Josh, call the ambulance right now!" You screamed.

The rest of the long, painful night was a blur.

3:00 a.m., your head was in your hands as you sat next to Tyler. Josh seated closely by you, watching the paramedics wrap gauze around Tyler's arm.

Turning to Tyler, who was currently knocked out, your shaky hand grabbed his, and intertwined your fingers with his.

It wasn't the same, it wasn't the happy warm feeling.

One of the paramedics stepped back from Tyler and smiled at you and Josh sweetly.

"So, who was the first person to see Tyler having his attack?" He asked.

A boy with bright blue hair and mocha eyes (and C major lips and blue-sky hands and tiger-growl teeth) stands up.

IM SORRY I HAD TO.