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Of coarse, Tyler couldn't sleep. Again. He laid in bed, his eyes wide open. Somehow, he couldn't close them.
Josh, his boyfriend, had fallen asleep on the couch watching one of his shows. It's usual that when Josh is not with him, Tyler can't sleep, but usually he can at least fight off the bad thoughts from soaking into his brain.
Tonight was different. The voices were loud. Like a megaphone. They were clear that they were to be heard.
Tyler was shaking and sweating in his bed, alert.
"You fucking idiot!" Tyler snapped his head to look into the corner of the room, to see...
"Oh no..," He whispered.
Blurryface's murderous smile crept onto his face, his blood-thirsty eyes looking directly into Tyler's gentle, scared ones, which were brimming with tears.
"Please don't-"
Blurry's ominous laugh rang out, into the room, filling each corner.
"It's just you and me, kid, and by the looks of it, we're gonna have joyous time, aren't we?"
Tyler could feel his tears streaming down his cheeks by now, and he was shaking even more.
"No! I-i'm not going to let you, not this time. I'll go get-"
"Josh?" Blurry finished blandly, rolling his eyes.
"Like that bag of dicks will help you? You're a freak, Tyler, and you are utterly alone. You were born alone, and you'll die alone. Josh doesn't care about you."
"You're wrong!"
"SHUT UP YOU FUCKING IDIOT," Tyler's eyes widened and he let out a whimper, making Blurry smile that gruesome smile of his.
"If Josh did care about you so much, i think he'd at least be considerate enough to sleep in the same bed as you, right? He's probably sick of you by now. You know what? You should just go ahead and kill yourself now," He walked up to Tyler, who was still in his bed, and punched his face, leaving black paint where he had struck.
Tyler was now sobbing uncontrollably.
"Come on kid, get up! I think it's about time you killed yourself, ain't it?" He pulled the helpless boy off the bed, letting him fall with a bang.
"Please stop! Please, haven't you done enough to me? Can't you torture someone else?" You could barely hear what Tyler was saying under his severe sobs, and his body shook violently.
Blurry's vicious laughter rang out again. Tyler could barely see anything through his tears.
Blurry pushed him against the wall and forcefully kicked him in the stomach, and the sound of Tyler's whine in his ears made him smile. Blurry was having the time of his life.
"STOP! GO AWAY! I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!" Tyler was now screaming his lungs out. Everything hurt.
Suddenly the door to the bedroom was forcefully pushed open, but Tyler was in too much pain to notice. The one thing he did notice, though, was that Blurry was gone.
"Oh my God, Tyler!" Josh. How nice it was to hear Josh's voice.
Tyler felt two strong arms wrap around him, and Tyler started sobbing into Josh's chest.
"Baby, are you alright?"
He shook his head, no, into his chest.
Josh held Tyler in his arms tightly, with Tyler clinging onto him. He rocked Tyler, who was in his lap.
"Shhh, your going to make yourself sick..." Josh quietly said as Tyler started coughing. "Where does it hurt, Baby?"
"E-everywhere," Tyler choked out.
He didn't have to say anymore, and Josh was whispering into Tyler's ear that everything would be okay, rubbing shapes onto his back.
Right then, that was all Tyler needed, wrapped up into Josh's arms, needed. wanted.
It was going to be okay.