Tomorrow •Tyler Joseph•

Chapter: 6

I slumped down in my bed in the darkness. A mistake, A mistake that's what I was to Tyler, a mistake. Why was I taking this so hard? So he kissed my forehead a couple times, that meant nothing. I was supposed to hate him but i valued his opinion more than i would like to admit. He had been in my life for so long, and one night made me a mistake.

"You are a mistake"

"No nononononono, the voice is back, why, why is it back?"

'Why would Tyler like you?"

"No, go away! Why? Why are you back?" I yelled in my head. But then the answer hit me like a ton of bricks. Tyler. Tyler's voice. The voice stopped when I started listening to Tyler at night.   

I frantically grabbed my phone off my nightstand, selected my TOP playlist, and listened to Ty's voice play through my speakers

Silence.

It stopped. It was gone. Why did Tyler make it go away? How was I so reliant on him without knowing it? 

I just laid there, listening to Never Change, and staring at my ceiling fan until I eventually fell asleep.

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My alarm rang in my ears, jolting me awake. "Why do we have to leave so early?" I whined

I quickly ran downstairs to make sure Alyssa was awake, before putting on Tyler's sweatshirt, taking it off and switching to a band sweatshirt and sweatpants. Then I jumped in my car to go withdraw my savings and get some tea from the cafe i worked at. I had called my boss the day previous and told her about everything and she was totally cool with it. I think it was only because she not so secretly was a huge fan of Tyler and Josh.

I arrived back home at 7:45 am and the bus was already there, probably because Josh needed more clothes and stuff from his room.

"Hey sis" Josh yawned as Alyssa handed Mark her suitcase.

"Hey Josh" I paused and looked around "Where's Tyler?" I questioned as i noticed he was the only one not there.

"I think he went inside to use the bathroom or something."

"Oh okay." I said as I ran upstairs to my room, but of course, with my luck, ran directly into Tyler and knocked us both to the ground.

"Sorry! Sorry! Sor- why are you in my room?"

"I was getting your suitcase" He gestured to my bag that was on the floor.

"Tyler I don't need your help!" Liar. i thought. You had to hear his voice in order to sleep last night.

"Wait, did you just call me Tyler?"

"Yeah why?"  I crossed my arms

"N-Nothing, it's just you only seem to call me that when you're mad at me or trying to make me seem, i don't know less personable." He stared at the ground while swaying

"Yeah well maybe I'm just not in the mood for nicknames!"

"I-Is this about t-the text?" He stumbled on his words

"Why does it matter? You made it quite clear I'm a mistake! I understand, i don't need you to elaborate!  I got it okay, I'm a mistake." I grabbed my suitcase from the floor.

"Sam, that's not what I mea-" I cut him off "Tyler please just stop, I'll see you in the bus. I just need to get some things." I calmed down but felt the oh so familiar sore throat from holding back tears. I sniffled and hung my head low. And Tyler just hugged me

"I'm sorry Sam, but I can't lose you both." And with that he pulled away and disappeared into the bus.

"What the heck does that mean?" I whispered as i grabbed my backpack with my notebooks, wallet, camera, and other such things.