Bishop Keons Arc
Warning: Strong language up ahead, viewer discretion is advised
Tyler's POV:
The past few days have been calm between Josh, Y/N and I. The scars are evident but they don't seem to mind it.
I do however feel guilty for what I have done. I could recall the people who looked up to me. It was almost the feeling or pressure put on my back. I would try not to do it again.
As of right now, all three of us sit at a creaky bench. Talking random nonsenses. It was however mostly Josh and Y/N talking as a stare up at the gloomy sky.
I don't think of much as I look up. I get bored so I decide I'd just try to think of the life I had outside of DEMA.
There wasn't much I could remember. It was most of just the band me and Josh created, the memories of Josh and I are easy to pinpoint. But I feel like there is a lot missing. What could it be?
I felt stressed all of a sudden, I excused myself from Josh and Y/N, a slight hint of worry evident in both their eyes. I tried to convince them I wasn't going to do anything irrational but they would not budge. We ended up just walking back together. It was foggy today, the cold mist hitting us all. A shiver went down my spine due to the atmosphere and the cold weather.
The whole place just seemed off today, we passed by many people who were outside in the immense cold, shivering but making no effort to get to warmth.
Today just seemed like a weird day. I walked behind Josh and Y/N, letting them talk without any interruptions. It did hurt to see them get along but if they are happy then I'm happy. Right?
Most likely wrong. It hurt the most to see Y/N get along with Josh so easily. Why am I worrying about Y/N's attention?
I haven't been feeling all that well because of it. I'm worrying a bit too much over nothing. It is and should be nothing. I'll get over it, hopefully
For now I just stay silent, I feel bad for them always having to worry about me.
I decided that I'll be quiet and have them worry about their own problems, not mine
We made it up to my room as we all decide to just sit there and talk more, well more so for Josh and Y/N.
They really don't care if I leave. They aren't acknowledging my presence so what's the poin-
"Hey Tyler, how are you feeling?" Y/N says abruptly
I get a bit shocked by this, I quickly try to play it cool, "I'm fine Y/N" I lie.
She looks back at me questionably, "I don't believe you Tyler."
"What is there not to believe?? I've been fine! See! Look at me smile!" I give off a fake smile to show that I'm 'alright'.
Y/N just shakes her head, "You've been quiet lately, I'm not taking that as you being fine."
I sigh in defeat, she can see right through me. "Yeah, so what about it? I'm doing completely fine managing myself."
Y/N then cupped my face, noses touching as she stares right at me. I blush a little at the closeness and off the corner of my eye, I can see Josh giving Y/N a cold look.
Y/N quickly got embarrassed and backed away as quickly as possible, a slight tint of pink evident on her face and she looked cute that way.
Y/N then spoke up, "I-I'm sorry! I was just going to try to get my point across and well...ahhh I'm such an idiot, I'm sorry!" She apologized profusely.
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•DEMA Dont Control Us•Tyler x Reader•
FanfictionPossible cringe warning :P {Currently No Updates Planned for the future} "When Bishops come together they will know that, DEMA don't control us" From all your insecurities, you wished to end it all. That was until the bishops of DEMA came to "save"...
