Tyler's POV

I was walking next to Josh, we were headed to a hotel room to meet up with our producer.

"Do you have any idea what this could be about?" I asked him. Josh shrugged his shoulders as if he hadn't a care in the world. I wish I could be more like him, never constantly a worrying mess. I guess that was why we were friends. Opposites attract they say.

"I'm suprised he flew all the way down from L.A to talk with us." Josh said. I knocked on the hotel door. It opened to reveal one of our producers, Mike.

"Hi boys! Do come in." He welcomed us in. I sat on the same couch as Josh, keeping a good distance between us. I was praying that Blurryface would stay out of this. I didn't need him messing up this meeting.

"Your newest album is definitely doing great on the charts as you know." Mike told us. "I'm very impressed with how dedicated you two are in making music. I can say I look forward to what's next from you." I smiled and looked at Josh. At least we were doing good.

"Thank you for giving us this opportunity sir." I said.

"There's potential in you." Mike smiled. "Whenever you guys decide to release some new songs, I'm sure your popularity will increase, and maybe we could start looking into touring opportunities." He continued. Josh and I looked at each other. Touring was something we had always dreamed of. We would play small tours here, and going anywhere else seemed almost surreal.

"I know it's exciting. I actually wanted to ask you boys, have you ever considered maybe moving to L.A? I know it may seem like a rush, but you'll be near alot more opportunities." L.A? That seemed so far from our hometown. Were we ready for that? Josh was looking at me as if I held all the answers.

"Wow, that sounds like a great opportunity, but I think maybe Josh and I need some time to think about it." I told Mike honestly. He nodded his head.

"That's sounds fair. Well, whenever you've come to a decision give me a call."

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"I think it's a good idea." Josh said. We were lounging around his room.

"You're not seriously considering doing this are you?" I asked him suprised. Josh shrugged his shoulders.

"Well yeah. I mean this could be a good move for us. What's the matter?" He must have seen my face.

"It's just... ah I don't know. It seems pretty fast is all. I'm a little..." I trailed off.

"Scared?"

"No."

"Hesitant?"

"No-"

"Overwhelmed?"

"Nervous." I finally said.

"Don't be nervous man. And don't apologize for it." He must have seen me preparing for an apology. "You can't help it. Just give it a chance Tyler, you'd be suprised." Josh squeazed my hand and got up from the bed. "Now I don't know about you, but I'm starving. I'll cook us something."

"You can't cook." I laughed at him.

"I can't burn a sandwich!" He winked at me.

"I'm sure you could." I teased as he disappeared to the kitchen. I flopped back onto the bed with a sigh. I was actually suprised that Blurry had been silent all day. I figured the whole L.A situation would have triggered him so I had been bracing myself all day for his arrival.

Later that night as I readied myself for bed nothing happened either. It was a repeat for the second day. What was up with the silent treatment? Usually he would find something to put his two sense in by now. I wasn't used to my head being so silent. Did... did I miss- No! That's ridiculous! I shook my head.

I should be thankful he was quiet. I wouldn't say gone, I knew he was still there. Just waiting. But for what? Just to spite me? It was actually annoying. I found myself a little angry. He didn't get to just up and leave after all he's put me through. That wasn't fair. If he was going to be silent I wanted him out. Gone forever. Not just sitting there teasing me, giving me his false surrender.

To be honest, I wanted his input from time to time. He'd never left me to think on my own for so long. "Where are you?" I asked aloud. Nothing. "What are you playing at? I know you're there. I can feel you. Answer me dang it!" I found myself yelling.

"Come on! Are you shy all of a sudden?" I paced around my apartment. "Is it Josh?" My sudden anger continued to build. "WHY ARE YOU SO QUIET?!" I yelled as I swiped everything practically off my desk. I heard my own shouts echoing off the walls. I froze. Woah there Joseph. What the heck was that? I thought to myself.

Unable to explain my sudden outburst I sat on the edge of my bed. Blurryface was still ever so silent. That's when I clicked. This is exactly what he wanted. He wants me to need him. Not only that, but he wants me to admit it to him. I would never do that. "I'm going to defeat you. One day." I whispered.

I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing I couldn't live without him. I realized that I pretty much had been dealing with Blurry for a couple of years now. Where would my mind stray to without him constantly trying to control my thoughts and actions? Just thinking of that made me shiver. Josh is here for me. He would never let me be gone.

I felt bad that recently Josh had become more of a coping mechanism. I didn't want to use him like that. He was my friend, and I wanted to treat him like it. I pondered over what would come. Did... did I need Blurry? I looked at the pile of desk items I had violently attacked. The ever growing quiet sank in. Sometimes quiet is violent.