The End.

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A/N: Thank you.

Part 17; the end.

Tylers P.O.V

My eyes shot open. I was in an unframiliar room.

I didn't die.

I got up and I looked around. I found a little brochure in the drawer.

"Columbus psychiatric hospital." It read.

I laid back down.

"Fuck. It was all a dream. I was never in prison. There was no Cincinnati. No Josh. No Y/N."

I smiled to myself. Then I slowly fell back asleep.

A/N: YAY THATS THE END. THATS THE END WHOO HOOOO IM PLANNING ON WRITING A PART TWO SO KEEP YOUR EYES PEELED. HAHA I HOPE YOU ENJOYED MY LOVES.

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