Tyler's POV

I wake up the next day remembering clearly what I had done the other night. I had placed everything back in its designated spot hoping the whole thing would just blow over. It still haunted me though. I told myself I wasn't going to be dependent on Blurry. So what if he wanted to be quiet? Let him be silent. I can deal with my life without him. Although as soon as my feet hit the floor I wasn't so sure.

I considered going to meet up with Josh after I left him suddenly the other day. With the silence in my head, I figured it would be good to hang out with him without having to worry about any distractions. We could talk about this whole L.A deal some more.

"If we move to L.A there's like, a bigger chance of us getting a Hollywood Star." Josh said aloud. I laughed next to him.

"I don't think that's how it works."

"Surely it is. How do you think so many people get one?" Josh continued to explain. We decided to take a break from writing and relax. I was actually enjoying myself knowing Blurry wouldn't bother me.

"Are you excited for our show tomorrow?" Josh asked me. My eyes widened. I had totally forgotten about that. We were scheduled to perform at a local venue tomorrow night. I felt my heart start racing.

"Oh man, I almost forgot!" I said aloud. I had been stressing about Blurryface so much lately. "How many people are going again?" I asked.

"More than 12 that's for sure." Josh said in awe.

"Dude we have to start off with Ode to Sleep. It's kind of a classic." I said. Josh nodded. I was actually excited for this. I enjoyed giving a great live performance.

"It's gonna be sick." Josh smiled knowingly at me.

"So Sick!" I responded as we gave each other a high five.

"Your piano ready for this one?" Josh asked me.

"Of course." I said. I never played a show without my trusty wooden piano. Since the beginning we would find a way to haul it onto the stage. I felt like I could truly be me when my fingers stroked those familiar keys. I couldn't imagine ever replacing it until it was just a pile of splinters and broken keys. That piano held a special place in me that not even Blurry could change.

Aw man, Blurry. I haven't played a single show without him. I would always push him back, but would feel him waiting for the moment to take me under. What would this mean? Less anxiety for once? Or maybe this utter feeling of loneliness? It made me a bit nervous. You're being silly Tyler. He's decided to step back. You can do this. But he just wanted to see me fail. I can't let him win.

I instantly jerked back when Josh smacked my shoulder. "Woah! What the-?" I fell back confused. "What the heck was that for?" I gasped. Josh peered at me from above.

"You just like, zoned out. I wanted to make sure you were okay." He said innocently.

"By smacking the daylights out of my arm?" I glared at him. Sighing I sat up. "Sorry to concern you. I'm fine, really. Just thinking again."

"Awful lot of thinking you've been doing lately. You know you can talk to me right? Feed your problems to me." Josh said opening his arms as if I was going to dump all my troubles on him.

"No really, it's fine. I'm fine. And I would tell you if anything was wrong." Except for Blurryface. Not yet.

"If you say so..." Josh looked at me unconvinced as he lowered his arms. I gave him a smile hoping he would drop the subject. Eventually he did, but I couldn't help but keep worrying. It would be so like Blurry to surprise attack me during the concert. Maybe I'd freeze up in front of everyone, or have a panic attack.

Or maybe forget a verse, mess up a lyric, sing the wrong song.... so many things could go wrong. I managed to pull myself out of my internal pit of despair. I was beginning to turn back into that scared boy back in high school. My only friend, my thoughts. I swallowed nervously. Thinking, thinking, too much thinking lately.

My head could be the death of me one of these days. I looked at Josh. I was jealous of his optimism sometimes.

Sorry it's so short! I promise that they all won't be so short. It was just really hard to come up with this chapter. But hang in there, the next few get interesting! ~ Rocky