*Trigger Warning: Death and mention of suicide*
Tyler's POV
I open my heavy eyes to see Mark sitting in a plastic chair next to me. I look around to see im in some medical room where all the medicine stays.
"Hey Tyler." Mark smiles.
"H-Hi..." I mumble.
I look down to see my hand wrapped up in a cast. I look at Mark with an eyebrow raised as if to say 'why the fuck do I need a cast'.
"When you punched the wall you broke a bone in your wrist..." He says as I nod.
Great, just what I need...
"It's gonna be taken off in about eight weeks." Mark smiles.
EIGHT WEEKS! KILL ME PLEASE!
Okay... Blurry says as I look at him; he stands in the corner near the door.
It was sarcastic you dickhead... I reply to him in my head.
Damn... Blurry says as I roll my eyes.
"So Tyler-" Mark says, diverting my attention to him, "About what happened...are you okay?"
I nod.
Liar.
I know...
That's all you are, a worthless liar who kills innocent people. Blurry laughs as a tear rolls down my cheek.
"Are you sure?" Mark asks.
I nod again.
Keep lying, this is good!
Go away...
Nope sorry...well, not sorry because I love seeing you suffer so...
Mark stands up.
"I was notified that you can go back to your normal room not the Incarceration room." Mark smiles.
"More like solitary confinement..." I mumble as he shakes his head while letting a chuckle out.
"Come on, let's get you back into your room Tyler." Mark says as Blurry and I follow.
We walk down the empty halls; I think its breakfast time. We get to my room and I step inside. I missed the freedom and color in my room!
Shame this room doesn't have any fans to hang yourself from... Blurry says as I look at Mark.
"Now Tyler, its breakfast time right now so I will bring you in food and you can relax. Tomorrow you have an appointment with the psychologist to talk about the events that took place yesterday." Mark says as he leaves me to rest in my quiet room.
I sit on my bed as blurry sits across from me, staring.
"What?" I ask him.
You're ugly... Blurry states.
"I know. I can't ever forget, you remind me every day..." I say still looking at my red eyed demon.
Im not a demon you know. I haven't come from hell or something dumbass!
"I meant demon as in my own personal demon I have to fight everyday..." I roll my eyes.
Don't roll your eyes at me!
"I will do what I want to do!" I pout.
Don't you dare!
"Or what? Your gonna fill my head with bad thoughts? Tell me to kill myself? Because news flash Blurry, you do that anyway!" I say in anger.
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