The Struggle

Chapter 1

Warning: sorry about how this is barely the first chapter but this might get sad and a little heated.

Tyler

The whole point of my life are just making bunch of regrets. Of course, I'm insane. People tell me all the time, it's insane how they constantly do. Now thinking of it, shouldn't they be considered insane for caring so much.

I have good parents, but they work all day, drink wine, and focus on my other siblings rather than the depressed, anxious, self-conscious, emotional human being that they, my parents, gave birth too.

The kids in my school are just, insane too. A lot of girls like me, but I never understood. The struggle of finding who I truly am.

3rd Person

"Jenna, you look...." Tyler looked at Jenna's lovely dress that fit her just perfectly, "stunning.." He said like if she took his breath away.

Jenna gave the sweetest smile to Tyler. She fixed his tie, "I can't believe your taking me to an underrated school dance. I wouldn't have assumed that you, Tyler Joseph, would even put thought to it."  She said, Tyler gave her the widest smile that she has ever seen. She leaned in for a kiss, Tyler quickly moved his head back, but then quickly pecked her lips. Tyler's eyebrows narrowed as he asked himself why he did that.

Both love birds walked into the dance, the sweaty room was intense. Various of song genres came on, and various of people went on to the dance floor.

Tyler and Jenna were the only ones sitting down admiring each other for a good 10 minutes. Jenna broke it and led Tyler to the closest restroom. She pushed Tyler inside and closed the door locking it behind her, she then pushed him against the wall. Both of their hearts were beating, but one of them felt mortified. Jenna didn't seem to notice the discomfort in Tyler's eyes and movement. She nibbled on his neck, while she was doing that she slowly grabbed Tyler's buttons on his pants and unbutton it.

He couldn't stop her, he was scared and uncertain, almost very hesitant and desperate. He wanted the feeling, the feeling of feeling normal. What a normal person would feel like....

She took off his pants quickly, her hands quickly gliding to the hem of his boxers and slowly slide them off of his body. He couldn't. He couldn't do anything, but let her do what she pleased.

Tyler

"Tyler, the past is in the past. Forget about it and move on." My therapist told me.

I sighed and shook my head, "you don't know how it feels to feel misplaced and terrified of the person you once loved who you think harmed you, but didn't. My mind is playing games with me, it's messing with my body. It's.... difficult."

My therapist shook his head and stood up, "your next appointment will be next month, I'll be seeing you soon Tyler Joseph." He walked out of the room leaving me alone with my thoughts.

My voice cracked, "you don't know.... The struggle.... of being me...."