"Friend, please remove your hands from over your eyes for me" Tyler had begged his friend to listen to him. "I know you want to leave but friend, please don't take your life away from me" Tyler was trying to convince his best friend; Josh not to end his life. "You're the tear in my heart" He had said looking into his eyes and stroking his cheek. "You don't have much time to make your slits look just right" He had removed the object that caused all of his slits on his arms and thighs. On his presious body. "The air begins to feel a little thin as I start the car, and then I begin to add the miles piled up behind me I barely feel a smile deep inside me" No one ever under stood what Tyler meant by his emotional sentences but it helps Josh. It gets into his head and makes him feel better somehow. No one knows how Tyler does it. But this time its just not going in. This time he has given up. "I don't fall slow like I used to I fall straight down you've stolen my air catcher that kept me safe and sound" The way Tyler words all of his inspirational speechs was amazing and you could see in Josh's face how much he wanted to be fine and how much he cared about Tyler and being strong for him but he just couldn't keep acting anymore. He couldn't be Joshua William Dun anymore. He was done. "Petrified of who you are and who you have become you will hide from everyone, denying you need someone to exterminate your bones" Tyler was trying so hard to make everything right. Nothing was working.

The poor boy was now sat in the corner crying his eyes out wanted to end it all. Wanting to leave all the troubles of the world behind him. He wanted to close the goddamned door. The door to his future. He wanted to close everything. He wanted to leave. He wanted to fall away. He is going to lock the door. The world has left him lying on the floor. He blames it on the time. He blames the time he was born. He was born into the wrong family wrong time wrong everything. Josh is falling in love with falling. He is told that everyone needs him now. Though he doesn't believe. This time Tyler isn't helping. He's trying but isn't helping. He wanted to scream from the top of his lungs but he cant. He can't form words. "Your my pride and joy, Josh, Please, friend" Josh had finally raised his teary face to look at Tyler. Trying to form words although it wasn't happening

"Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty sleeper your twisted mind is like snow on the road your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder inside your head than the winter of dead" Josh had the pleeding eyes for Tyler to stop. "T-Tyler" Josh had croaked out. Bearly audible. "Josh, please don't its okay I'm here everything will be okay I promise. Ashley will be here soon. She will help you Josh I promise you'll be fine" Ashley was Josh's girlfriend of 6 months. Their relationship wasn't the best. There were worse relationships out there but this was a different kinda of difficult. Hasley was always out on tour whilst Josh was trying to battle his fears. Tyler wrote songs about Josh, about his demons. Tyler would pretend that 'Blurryface' was all his demons, but no one knew that really 'blurryface' belonged to Josh. 'Blurryface' was Josh's. Josh had fallen through a trap door.  He throws on a mask to alter his face. Nobody knows his real name. Josh has been dissapearing due to 'Blurryface'

Tyler tries so hard to do everything he can for his best friend but its difficult he doesn't know what to do. Fighting his demons is hard. Especially when Tyler's wife, Jenna walk in during his comforting. "Tyler just let him rest, he needs rest he'll be fine in the morning" Jenna had told him. "This isn't an over night recovery" Tyler had protested. "You don't know his life Jenna" Tyler had fighted back. "Because you know any better" She had shouted back, Though at that point none of them had realised Josh quitely leaving the room into the bathroom to get ahold of his little pack of friend that he had 'borrowed' off of Frank promising to keep them away from Gerard. NyQuil. He emptyed the bottle into his hand and threw them down his throat. It was a quick process. He felt the burning go down his throat and into his stomach. "I wanna fall inside your ghost" He had said before falling to the ground and passing out. There Joshua William Dun lay. Blurryface had won. Blurryface had taken his life. Leaving Tyler alone. Leaving Ashley alone. Leaving their fans alone. The clique. The poor clique would be devastated. The band was gone. Twenty One Pilots was gone.

Their promise to 'Stay Alive' was gone. Though Tyler and Jenna were to busy arguing to realise the cry for help. Maybe Josh had made a mistake.