Band Imagines

Tyler

*trigger warning stay safe*
Your POV
You slowly drag the blade across your wrist, hoping that the voices would go away.

You suddenly hear the front door open. "Crap" you mutter under your breath.

"Babe I'm home." You hear.

You rush over and lock the door. "Babe where are you?"

1 cut for the voices, 2 for the fact that they won't go away, and 3 for the pain.

You hear knocking on the bathroom door. "Babe you in there?" You hear Tyler ask.

"Yea babe I'm fine." You tell him.

"What are you doing in there?" He asks.

"Nothing babe." You say as you slide the blade down your arm once again. You then grab a old towel and try to clean up the cuts.

"Babe let me in." He tells you.

"No babe I'm fine really." You tell him trying to convince him.

Suddenly the door opens and there stands Tyler.

"Babe I can explain." You tell him while crying.

Tyler rushes to your side and helps you clean them up.

After they were clean he kissed every single one, and after every kiss he said I love you.

You both sit on the bed. "Why y/n why would you do this to yourself?" He asks you.

All you do is hug him and cry while saying "the voices came back and they wouldn't go away."

"Shhh it's ok." Tyler tells you while rubbing your back.

You both climb in bed and Tyler sings you to sleep. Just before you fell asleep he said "I love you y/n."