Tyler's p.o.v
The massive amounts stress I've been receiving has been tearing me to shreds. Josh and I announced that we were together and the media has been harassing us. It's making me feel like a burden to Josh. He hasn't been talking to me that much anymore, it's making me feel like shit. We've broken up the band because of the backlash from our announcement.
"We want to take a break."
I've failed the clique, I've failed my friends, and worst of all I've failed Josh. I want to take a break, one that lasts forever. I took a pen and paper, tears streaming down my face. I wrote the last thing I would ever write. I knew if I wrote for too long I'd find a reason to stay, I don't want to anymore though. So I simply scribbled, "Josh you've made me the happiest I've ever been, you've given me purpose, but I seemed to have lost it again, I'm sorry please don't cry for me. I will always love you."
The guilt of leaving Josh hit me.
Shit I have to do this quick or else I might stay.
I took my bottle of prozac, ironically the thing that was supposed to stop me from ending my life is the thing taking my life. Like tearing off a bandaid, I took half of the pills quickly, the room started turning dark, I felt pain in my abdominal area. I felt the pain slowly consume me. It was getting even worse by the second. It felt like a flame was burning inside me, slowly melting my insides. I started to shake. Everything became numb, I threw up a mic of bile and blood. The room became darker...
and darker.....
Right there and then, I let out my last words, with every little bit of strength I had, I whispered
"I'm.... sorry,J-Josh"
A/N: So yea I'm trying writing this is the first time I'm posting my writing in some time. Anyway, thanks for reading!