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Pressure Start to Possess My Mind ~23~

[Tyler's POV]

"I finally figured out what it means." I said.
(Y/n) waited for my answer in anticipation.
"I created this world. And I can destroy it if I want. Just hear me out since it sounds insane." I started

I explained what I ment by created the world. I told the girl about the band Josh and I started. The band called Twenty One Pilots. I summed up the albums I wrote in high school, and our first signed album, Vessel. Then Blurryface which is the character I created as well. Though I can't destroy Blurry since it's anxiety, but Blurry can be controlled.
I then told her how the band took a year off and I created the lore behind 'Dema' in that year. All the memory of creating this came back. I know we had concerts for Trench, but I couldn't seem to remember many other people besides Josh and I. Maybe that's all that matters.
I told (y/n) that I created it and I could get rid of it, but I wouldn't. I just can't remember how I got here.

I remember waking up with water running down my back, hating that I was back. Before that I was working on an album I would eventually call trench. All the timelines were messed up, but it felt connected to me. But it was in shambles to everyone else.
(Y/n) seemed to understand it for the most part.
Soon we both agreed to get some sleep and see if we get any answers tomorrow.

-dream-

I was in a random house with a pretty large TV in what seemed to be a living room area. I was eating some cereal when a girl came from behind, looking like she was just in the kitchen. She had gotten herself some eggs. It must be set in the morning.
"Hey Ty! Ready to drive me to my show?" She smiled and planted a kiss on my cheek.
It was as if I was watching a movie or being possessed since words few out of my mouth and all I could do was watch and not interject.
"Of course, love. If I could, I would love to watch every one of your shows."
The girl blushed softly. "Aww Tyyy! That's so cute."

The girl wore purple sweatpants and a black shirt with the AC/DC logo on it. I respect that. I have no clue who she is, but I like the band.
After she was done eating, she went off to get ready for wherever she had to go.

"Blacks?" I asked without thinking about it.
"Yes!" She said as she stood in black tights, black socks and a small black shirt.
"Makeup?"
"Yes."
"Water?"
"Of course."
"You're all ready. I kissed her on the cheek and looked at her for a second. She has the same face shape as (Y/n) and looks sorta like her sister.. kinda. If (Y/n) had short brown hair that had been very lightly dyed purple, brown eyes, that would be her. Maybe my mind is just making up a more edgy version of her or something.
-end-

That wasn't the only weird dream.

The night after.

I picked up this weird (y/n) 2.0 from wherever she came from. We were in a car, but this time it was like I was trapped in the mirror. Looking at the scene like a camera on a TV set.
"Good show?" I asked.
The girl smiled and nodded. She had a bit more makeup on. "So good. Yet again, no one messed up."
"Oh? You guys are just that professional, huh?" I smirked as I pulled out of the parking lot and onto the main road.
"We are. I'm glad you noticed." She continued to smirk with me.
It's weird to watch. Really weird.

We ended up singing to songs that came on the radio and some of my songs.
Her voice even sounds like (y/n).
I've been over that. It's some weird version of (y/n) my mind created.
"Migraine is my favourite song." She smiled as she sang along.
She did look really pretty.
Wait.. I don't like her do I?
Do I?

"Thanks for driving me, Ty." She said as she gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I smiled, "No problem, Vi."
Vi? What the hell is a Vi?
She smiled and walked out of the car and into her house.
Before I drove away, I saw myself look into the mirror. The mirror it felt like I was trapped in.
"Hey, Tydy." Blurry's sing song voice said to me.
"What do you want." I snarled at him.
"Oh calm down. Sit back and enjoy the ride." The black neck, hands and red eyes appeared as Blurryface started to drive the car.

Quickly, I shot right up from my sleep. It was an hour until food was distributed so I took the time to change and wash up in Trench.

Again I couldn't sleep since I didn't want to experience another odd dream. I sat near the fire as it dimly gave of light and heat.
I suddenly feel someone giving me a soft hug from behind.
I flinch before I hear (y/n)'s beautiful giggle.
"Sorry Ty. Didn't mean to scare you."
"Oh it's okay. Just unexpected is all."
She smiled and ended up sitting next to me and told me she had been having a restless night and decided to calm down outside.
"So.. you and Josh," I snuck into the conversation, "are you two dating?"
"Well.." she smiled softly, "We are. But.. I don't know. I mean I don't 100% love him. But I should.. right?"
I nodded just agreeing with her words, "It'll be okay. I know he won't force you to do anything so the process will move slow. You will both have time to figure everything out." I comfort her.
Eventually, I told her about my past dreams and how I want to avoid getting more.

"So.. me but more punk? Violent?" She asked.
"Not violent," I shook my head, "just... not you. It's weird. It's like my mind took you and made another person named Vi."
When I said 'Vi', her head perked up and her cocked an eyebrow, "Why have I heard that name before?"
"Maybe you knew someone with the name?" I suggested.
"Maybe." (Y/n) agreed

We continued to talk until we got everything off our chests. Then, we just sat in silence while the fire burnt the last of its embers. (Y/n) had gotten cold and cuddled up against me for extra warmth.
I looked down at her and noticed she was asleep.
Smiling, I carried her with me to my tent.

Once I got the tent open, I set her down with care on my makeshift bed. I closed the door then returned back to her.
I made sure (y/n) was under the covers and warm. I then lay beside her and kissed her forehead, "Goodnight, (y/n)." I speak quietly even though she can't hear me.
As if it's instinct, I hold her close to me, protectively.

Maybe I do like her.