Tyler's POV
I wake up in a hospital room."Ugh..." I groan looking at myself in the mirror beside me. "ARE YOU SURE??" I hear someone in the hallway shout. It's sounds familiar. "How did I get here?" I ask myself. I hear the door crack open. It's Adam. "You're awake..." He says tearing up. "Yeah..." I say with a bit of a chuckle in my voice. "Why...?" He asks. "Why what?" I ask back. "W-why did y-you do th-a-at?" He says in between his light sobs. "I don't remember much..." I say scratching the back of my head. "Oh..."he says. "Well, it's all over so we're good!" He says smiling like an idiot. I look down at my hand and gasp. "Why did I..." I say frowning. I look at Adam for an explanation, all he does is frown and look at the ground. "Did you call...911?" I ask my voice quiet. "Yes..." He says almost as a mumble. "Thank you..." I say tearing up. "No ones ever been this kind to me even when I've gone fucking insane..." He looks at me and walks over. He hugs me and pulls me closer to his chest. "I'll always care." He whispers in my ear.
~I'm back after so longggg or so it feels like. But you know what I just realized you've never seen my face. (^ω^)