Promise I'm Trying

~nineteen~

Trigger Warning

"What's happening?" Mr. Way asked, concerned.

 "Can we stay in here?" Tyler asked quietly.

"If you tell me what's going on"

"Okay..."

Josh sat on the desk and Tyler sat in his lap. Josh rested his chin on Tyler's shoulder.

"So me and Ty are dating," Josh sniffled.

"I knew it!" Mr. Way said, "But what's happening?"

"It's a lot." Josh said.

"Tell me everything. You guys can't keep these issues between yourselves, I want to be here for you."

"Okay well, Jish got my number the first day of school and we hung out at his house. We started talking about music and he was looking at my song notebook when he saw one of my songs about...yeah, well anyways, I took the notebook and put it my backpack, but when I did that, my sweatshirt sleeve rolled up a bit and he saw."

"Tyler, what was the song about?"

Tyler inhaled sharply. "Suicide." Josh said.

"Tyler, are you cutting?" Mr. Way asked.

"I haven't in a long time,"

"Josh is really upset right now because I played him a song about not being suicidal because of him, but he didn't know I was ever thinking about that, and he didn't know how much he means to me." Tyler said.

"I just love you," Josh said through tears.

"And it was just a lot for him to take in at once because also I ate an apple." Tyler said, a few tears escaping.

"Why is eating an apple emotional?"

"I-I have a-anorexia and bul-bulimia," Tyler said, breathing quickening.

"Ty, focus on my breathing. C'mon, in 1 2 3 4, out 1 2 3 4..." Josh said. Tyler did as Josh said and calmed down. Josh wrapped his arms around Tyler and he imediatly relaxed.

"Josh... wow. That was amazing. And Tyler, I'm here for you."

"Th-thanks. I'm just sc-scared because I-I need to make i-it be-cause J-Jish c-can't l-l-lose m-me!" Tyler cried.

"Josh?" Mr. Way asked.

"MyfriendAnniediedbecauseofbelimiaandIhavePTSD" Josh said.

"I didn't get any of that," Mr. Way said.

"My friend Annie died of bulima and so I'm scared to lose him and I have PTSD, which effects me sometimes."

"Can you tell me from what?"

"We moved here because I was having a lot of panic attacks at my old school. The memories were really bad and still are. I lost a lot of friends because of it. There... There was a shooter."

"Fuck Josh! You guys can always pull me out of class if you need to talk. You seem really good for each other." Mr. Way said.

"He's helped me a lot, I really appreciate it," Tyler said.

Josh placed his lips on Tyler's and smiled into the kiss.

"Ew... PDA,"

Josh pulled away and smiled at Mr. Way placing a kiss on Tyler's cheek.

(446 words) Short chapter I know. I literally hate crushes. Stay Happy, Stay Healthy, Stay Hydrated, and Stay Alive |-/

~Lily