i missed tyler.
as i strolled the halls of the ship, i realized this. i knew that i missed him since he died. but not like this.
i absolutely loved tyler.
and now that he was gone, i felt alone.
my breath almost hitched in my throat as i looked over at the scene.
josh, dragging brendon's dead and bloody body into a storage closet.
it was strange, and i was oddly fascinated with it. josh dun, the drummer of twenty one pilots, trying to hide brendon urie's dead body.
i turned to turn away, but it was too late. josh had already seen me. he let out an audible sigh.
"y/n, i don't know what i'm going to do about you" he frowned, walking over to me.
"this is your captain speaking, in twenty minutes we are going to be hitting the shorelines of the bahamas. i hope you're having a good trip..."
i glanced daringly to josh before making a dash to my room.
