The Window (Tyler Joseph Fanfiction)

Trigger Warning!! Mentions of abuse, suicide, and self harm!

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3. Chapter 3

Prepare for a long a*s chapter

 

I woke up today on the floor in front of the window. Again Tyler and I stayed up all night just talking. I stood up and got dressed in a pair of loose sweatpants and a baggy sweater. Pulling my fingers through my hair I tied it it up into a messy bun. I put on my glasses because contacts were too much today. Today is Saturday. Tyler would be gone today. When I went down to the kitchen I saw my dad in his car going to work. I closed my eyes and sighed in relief. I had the house to myself. No worrying about my dad, no worrying about my mom...my mom. Where was she? Why did she leave? I dialed her phone number on the land line phone in the kitchen. She picked up after the fourth ring.

"Hello?" she asked softly.

"Hey...mom it's me...Julia." I said sitting on one of the stools under the counter. 

"Oh my goodness! Hey! Are you okay? What's going on?" she asked quickly.

"Not much has happened since you left really. But I'm not doing so well. I met a boy though. I walked up the stairs with the phone pinned against my shoulder, being held by the side of my face. I jumped onto my bed listening to my mother;s sweet voice ring through the phone. I saw Tyler still in his bed. That's weird. 

"You did? Who?" my mom asked suddenly interested. I smiled.

"Remember the new family that moved in next door?"


"Yes....." she trailed off. I could hear the smirk in her voice. 

"Well, his room is right next to mine and we talk to each other all night through our windows. 

"Is he awake?" she asked. I wanna talk to him." she told me. I giggled. I saw him sit up and rub his face. 

"He is now. hang on." I said and grabbed some random, small rock I had sitting on my desk. I threw one at his window but he didn't notice so I threw another one. He looked over at me confused. 

"Hey nerd! Open your window!" he smiled and walked over to his window and lifted it up with ease. 

"What do you want you dork?" he chuckled.

"He seems...sweet..." my mom said. 

"Mom, he's nice I swear." I promised. Tyler raised an eyebrow at me and smirked. He crossed his arms across his chest. I pointed to the phone and crossed my eyes moving a finger in a circle motion around my head. Tyler just laughed and nodded seeming to understand. I pulled the phone away from my ear and covered the speaker.

"It's my mom, she wants to talk to you." I told Tyler. He just nodded and chuckled. 

"I can't reach genius." he told me. I just blushed. 

"Well you got legs!" I joked.

"Yeah so do you!" he joked back. I groaned.

"But I look like a pile of trash." I laughed. He shook his head.

"No you don't, you look great. Just get your lazy butt over here before I-" He stopped himself in the middle of his sentence. I blushed knowing what he was about to say. He just shook his head. "Just come over here." he said and this time I gave in. I walked out of my bedroom and down the stairs putting the phone back up to my ear.

"He was so flirting with you!" my mom said excitedly. I blushed. 

"Shut up mom!" I laughed.

"Ooooooo! You like him!" she giggled.

"So? What if I do? He doesn't like me so it doesn't matter." I said opening my front door after getting my shoes on. I opened my door to see Tyler standing there.

"Who said I didn't like you back?" he said leaning against the door frame. I felt my cheeks get really hot. I just giggled like an idiot.

"What?" I asked trying to understand what was going on. My mom just squealed from the other end of the line. Tyler took the phone that I was holding against my shoulder.

"Look mom, we'll call you back later." He said and clicked the 'end call' button. I just looked at Tyler in disbelief. He put the phone down on the table by the door. He walked into my house and closed to the door behind him. What?! Did you hear that?! Tyler literally just said he liked me, came into my house, and hung up on my mother! Ahhhhhh!! I am so excited right now! Of course I'm not showing that I'm excited. I'm actually not showing any emotions. I'm like...dying right now. He looked so hot right now, leaning against the counter in my kitchen. What? No! Stop! You're like five Julia, stop. I heard a car pull into the driveway. My eyes widened. I looked out the window and say my dad's beat up red honda accord. I jumped back.

"Uhm...Tyler, I need you to listen to me okay?" I waited for him to nod and as soon as I did I explained to him what he needed to do. "Okay, go upstairs and go into my room, it the room with the blue door, and go in and if you hear someone come up the stairs go into the closet and don't move okay?" When he nodded I pushed him towards the stairs. I heard a door open and then close. As soon as Tyler closed the door I heard the front door open. I ran to the sink and started to do the dishes. My father walked into the kitchen and grabbed something off the table. 

"What did you forget? Your life?" I whispered to myself.

"What did you just say to me?!" he growled. Well sh*t. 

"Nothing." I said trying to keep my head down. He grabbed my wrist and threw me to the ground and kicked my in the stomach. I winced and curled into a ball. He kept kicking me in the stomach, ribs, chest, ;egs, face. He didn't stop. He just kept going. Then finally I heard the front door open and slam shut. I saw Tyler run down the stairs and run over to me. He kneeled down next to me and rested my head on his knee. I just looked at him and smiled.

"He'll get what he deserves..." I whispered hoarsely. Tler just looked at my confused. He picked me up and brought me up the stairs into the bathroom and set me on the counter. I held myself up, barely. He just looked at me with a questioning look. I nodded knowing what he was asking. He lifted my shirt up over my head and got out this weird paste I didn't know we even had. Tyler read the bottle and opened it. He took off the little peely thing and dipped his fingers in the bottler and rubbed some on a giant bruise forming on my  ribs. He looked through the cupboard and pulled out a few rolls of ace bandage. He applied the paste on all of my bruises and put neosporin on the cuts and then wrapped the bandage around my torso and handed my shirt back. I slipped my shirt back on and walked with Tyler back to my bedroom. I sat in my bed in front of Tyler. We just talked about random crap for hours.

"Hey, I'm so sorry about earlier. My dad is a little...crazy." I said quietly.

"Hey, hey. It's okay. I'm sorry he did that to you. If I had known what was happening I would have come and helped you." He said taking my hand. I shook my head.
"No, don't even try with him. He really doesn't like me having people over." I explained. He shook his head.

"You shouldn't have to go through that..." he said looking deep into my eyes. 

"It's not like I can really do much about it." I said looking back into his brown eyes. He leaned his head towards mine and I closed my eyes. Our noses touched and I could feel his breath on my chin. He stopped. I stopped. 

"WHO THE HELL IS HE?! AND WHY IS HE SITTING ON YOUR BED?!" my dad screamed.

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