Wasted Tyler x Josh x reader

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Y/n is that you honey? Mr. Hambles, the" her voice changes "cop" she says "from next door." God I hate her. "Oh. Hi Mr. Hambles. Hi mother, who is so very very nice to me and such a GrEaT mother" I mumble, running upstairs to my room. "Haha" I hear her fake laughing as I near my room. "Kids, am I right" she says.

I slam and lock my door. I throw my black backpack on the floor, kick off my red converses, and flop on my bed. Ugh, life. I lay on my stomach kicking my legs into my back.

I finally decided to do stuff. I unlock my door and quietly walk downstairs and into the kitchen I grab a mcr bottle thingy from the cabinet and pour a monster into it. "Y/n have you finished your homework" ugh, mr. Hambles must still me here. "Sweetheart?" I cringe. Sweetheart. That's what dad use to call me. "Not yet, I just needed something to drink!" I yell, halfway up the stairs. I make sure my phones and earbuds are in my pocket and quietly open my window, looking back to make sure my door is locked.

I throw my bottle down into a bush and carefully reach/jump onto the a limb of an oak tree right beside my window. When we moved in i picked this room because of the tree. I basically slid down the tree. Well not. Slide but climb, but like quickly. I don't know, in bad at explaining and stuff. I grab my bottle and run down the sidewalk, heading... West? I need to pay attention in school.

I slow down as I leave the block, walking into town. I walk into a Starbucks. I come here every morning. "Hey babygirl!" says the voice behind the counter. "Hi dad" I say sitting in my normal seat. "Your mom know you here?" she sighs. "Guess." I grumble, looking at the woman. "Sweetheart." she sighs. "Hambles is there" I groan. She was silent after that.

I sat in silence until a group of barbies walk in. "Ugh the freak is working" one of them giggle. Dad. There talking about my dad. She's transgender. She's not a freak. Why do people say that. That's why my mom left her. Because she thought she was a freak. "Fuck off perra" says some man. I Don't know his name but he works at taco bell. The girl rolls her eyes and walks up to the counter. "Five Caffè Mochas" r/n orders. She's the lead bitch. When they all have their drinks and are sitting at a table I walk up to the counter. "Bye dad. I love you" I say. "Love you too sweetheart"

I walk farther into town, sipping my monster. I stop at the park and walk over to the swings. I set my drink down and put in my earbuds. I unlock my phone and open iheart radio. I put my phone back in my pocket and start swinging.

Beep beep. Beep beep. I jump out of my daydream and cut off my alarm. 6:30pm. I start walking back home, still listening to music. I feel a tap on my back and turn around quickly. I look down to see a little girl holding my bottle. "You left this" she said, handing me my bottle and running off.

I cut off my music and shoved my ear buds into my pocket. I hold the bottle string in my mouth and climb up the tree. I throw the bottle in my window and carefully climb in. I throw my phone on the bed, earbuds still intact and pick up the bottle. I walk downstairs, greeted by my mothers voice. Not her sweet innocent motherly voice but her bitchy voice. "So. Mr hambles wanted to tell you bye. Knocked,on your door but there was no answer. Where the hell were you?" she asks, snatching the bottle out my hand. "I was studying. I probably was to concetrated to hear him." I grumble, snatching the bottle back and walking into the kitchen.

I walk/run upstairs, after putting my bottle in the fridge, to my bedroom. I lock the door and walk into the bathroom. (Its a bedroom/bathroom room thingy) I throw off my clothes and jump into the shower. I wash my hair and slouch down against the wall. I put my head into my knees and cry. I just let it all out. I cry till the water turns cold. I cut off the water and throw on black lacy undergarments, a jack skellington tank top and black plaid pants. I open the drawer on my night stand and pull out a small jewelry box. Inside it contains a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and multiple blades from broken razors. I start to pick up one and stop. I close my eyes and put it back in the box and close the drawer. I cut off the lights and get in bed. I lay my head on the chest of a giant teddy bear and slowly fall asleep.