Friend, Please

Tyler and Josh were just a figurative to each others imaginations. Josh never really talked about the Tyler kid to his family, he knew the consequences of it. Tyler? Not so much. He would always talk about Josh, his family judging him for it, they believed that that ‘imaginary friend’ was getting to intense. They sent him to therapy. That was up until he was 16. He stopped talking about Josh and as a factor so did the therapy. Tyler’s mom was glad to see Josh had disappeared out of Tyler’s mind. That was until 7 years later when Tyler bumped into a all to familiar face. It was Josh. They instantly clicked, Tyler making a mistake and now having a roommate in his apartment. Tyler doesn’t know Josh's secret. But they live through, become closer than ever before. That is until tragedy strikes. Lies stumble around them.Read Friend, Please to carry on with their journey and to find out the ultimate truth.


4. Sleep (short chapter)

“Tyler wake up.” Voice whispers in my ear. I groan, rolling away from the hot breath that was planted on my face. “Wake up.” Josh whines. “We have to go get my car.” Is he trying to wake me up for that? No thanks.
   “What time is it?” I groan and bury my face in my pillow, my legs moving to my chest when the warmth of the blankets slide off of me.

“Six” Josh pokes my side. “So get up, I know you’re awake.”
   “Barely.” I shiver, the kid opened the window. “Give me until ten, I'm exhausted.”

“Fine,” Josh says, then leaving me in silence. A body plops down on me, my body sinking further into the mattress.

“Well, I’m not moving until you get up.” I roll my eyes through my closed eyelids. “Joshua, get off of me. I'll get up in thirty minutes.” His body gets off of mine, the blanket being tossed on me, it now cold. “If you want your car so badly, why don’t you go get it?” The side of the bed sinks down.

“I don’t wanna go alone.” I sit up, rubbing my eyes, I am sorta annoyed by him, I just want to make him stop waking me up every second.
   “Just let me have some coffee and we’ll go, okay?’’
“Okay.” Josh gets up, the bed levelling out. “I'll go make it for you.” I watch him leave the room, my head plopped down on the pillow and my eyes fixated on the ceiling.


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