Texting Tyler [Joshler]

Part four

(Josh's POV) TW

"Joshua, I'm sorry"

"What do you mean you're sorry?!"

"Joshua-"

"Stop calling me that!"

She remained silent.

"You're leaving me here alone for 2 months and all you have to say is sorry?!"

"It's not a big deal, son"

"We use to be close! and now you're leaving me every single day and I barely see you!"

"Josh, you and I will always be close, I love you"

She put her hand on my cheek, trying to comfort me.

"Do you, do you really?"

Before she could respond, I stormed upstairs and locked my bedroom door.

I opened my drawers, searching for my altoids can, I grabbed it and sat my bed, dumping the razor out of it and taking it in my hand.

I grabbed the razor and dragged it against my left wrist, overlapping faded scars, blood bubbled up and slid down my wrist, I repeated this a few times until I felt better and put my razor back in the Altoids can and sat it in my drawer.

I wiped away my tears and dabbed the fresh cuts with toilet paper until it stopped bleeding before picking up my phone.

TylerrJoseph: good morning, sunshine.

I weakly smiled at the text.

JoshuaDun: Not such a good morning, actually.

TylerrJoseph is typing...

TylerrJoseph: Wanna talk about it?  😕

JoshuaDun: My mom is leaving me for 2 months for some kind of business trip, I don't know why it upsets me so much.

TylerrJoseph is typing...

TylerrJoseph: That stinks, no one else is gonna be there?

JoshuaDun: nope, just me.

I frowned and glanced at the door, she hasn't even tried to come talk to me.

TylerrJoseph is typing...

TylerrJoseph: I'll always be here to talk, whenever you need me.

My frown turned into a smile.

JoshuaDun: Thanks, it's glad to have a friend who actually listens and cares.