-Tyler's P.O.V-

I take in a deep inhale through my nose and out my lips. I can't stand this anymore.

"Josh." I call out his name again as I step towards the drummer.

He clears his throat. "Yeah?" He lets out.

"You're saying you have no idea what you were just playing?" Trying to make the question perfectly clear, I ask him about it.

Josh just shrugs. "I mean...maybe?" He blinks, looking from me to Jenna. Jenna turns towards me, slightly disappointed.

I bite my lip.

See? Josh isn't here anymore.

My breathing grows heavier. "That's...That's our-"

Jenna grabs my forearm, pulling us into the other room.

"What are you doing?" She simply asks me, crossing her arms.

"Jenna, I can't take this anymore. He's playing our songs without even realizing!" I spit, trying to stop myself from completely flipping out.

"He just needs...time." Jenna tries her best at being re-assuring but I can't even listen.

  I lean against the wall, shaking but trying to calm down.

"The old Josh..he's gone-" 

"Hey, hey..." Jenna caresses my cheeks, turning me towards her. I stare into her eyes.

Jenna starts to show a smirk.

I squint. "What?" I ask, she just grins wider.

"I have an idea..."

-Your P.O.V-

I haven't left the house in a few days. I decided to give Grayson some alone time to go seek help, I've been texting him every now and then though just to check up.

Tyler hasn't called or texted either.

Guess Josh still hasn't recalled anything recently. Damn.

My phone vibrates on the kitchen counter, I reach for it to see the caller I.D.

"Oh." Pushing the 'answer' button, I begin a conversation. "Hey Brendon."

"Hey...How ya been?" Brendon answers from the other side.

I bite my lip, letting out a sigh. "I've been okay. How about you?"

"Good! Good...but, I-I just wanted to apologize." B's voice lowers.

"What for?" I ask the Panic! member.

I hear him breathe deeply. "I-I'm really sorry about what happened Josh-"

"Brendon, what happened was most definitely not your fault, you know that right?" I try to re-assure.

"I know, I know I just...can't help but feel bad. Especially because Josh is such a good friend of mine." He replies, confessing his feelings.

"I'm sorry, B." I console my troubled friend.

"Eh, that's okay. Thanks, (Y/N)."

"No proble-" My phone vibrates in the middle of our conversation, I check the screen then get back to Brendon.

"Oh, hey Brendon, lemme call you back."

"Sure. Stay safe, (Y/N)." He requests.

I grin before answering the other call.

"What's up Tyler?" I say to the singer.

"Hey, (Y/N)! So we have...news." Tyler lets out.

My eyes widen. "Uhhh...news?" I question what this could mean.

There's a lot of possibilites...

"You should come over." Ty suggests.

"Okay, now I'm really nervous. Sure, be over soon." I hang up before taking in a deep breath.

I'm sure everything's fine...right?

Knowing my life, probably not.

-Tyler's P.O.V-

"So...you guys really think this will help?" (Y/N) asks Jenna and I, leaning back into the sofa.

"Honestly, we're not sure. But, we hope so!" Jenna gleams, trying to keep a positive attitude.

"We've got nothing to lose really. You down?" I nod towards (Y/N), waiting for a response.

(Y/N) looks at me then Jenna, sighing.

"Yeah!" She flails her arms. "Why the heck not?"

"Awesome!" I turn towards the staircase.

Well, time to tell the amensia ridden boy.

-Josh's P.O.V-

I'm sitting in my room. Again. Because there is literally nothing to do when you have no memory of what you like to do.

Though I think I'm getting the hang of remembering who lives here...

There's Tyler...he's got tattoos and brown hair.

And his uh...wife...her name's uh...

Jenna! Yeah, that's it.

Then there's that Sunshine girl that comes over sometimes. I actually haven't heard from her in a while.

Hearing a knock on my door, I stand to answer it.

Swinging open the bedroom entrance, I flinch a little at everyone standing so close to me.

"Uh...hello?" I greet the crowd questionably.

"Here ya go." Tyler hands me a piece of paper.

"What's this?" I take the page, examining it.

"A ticket to Columbus, Ohio." He answers.

I look up and stare, still lost. Tyler makes eye contact with me.

"We're going home."

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A/N: i miss tyler and josh :-(

AGAIN MY APOLOGIES FOR NOT UPDATING IN LIKE DECADES GEEZ i've actually been busy working believe it or not ya gurl got a job.

quuuuuessttiioons-

-what do you think about going back to ohio?

-just out of curiosity, what twenty one pilots song do you listen to when you're feeling down? (my answer is friend, please, screen and guns for hands)

so yeah, if you don't mind i actually wanted to get deep for a second so if you don't wanna hear me vent you can skip over this pointless banter lol

i've been having more bad thoughts then usual lately? it's kind of freaking me out because

ugh i don't even know how to explain it i'm probably just being dumb but i haven't felt like real lately? i think i'm experiencing some slight depersonalisation/derealisation (though there not the same thing i feel like i'm experiencing a bit of both) and my anxiety has just been through the roof lately. it really really sucks. and i don't know what to do. everything is bad for no reason ?! haha my confidence has plummeted i don't like myself anymore. i just don't know. i'm gonna go listen to ty and josh and try my best to let go for a while.

anyway, i'm sorry for not updating like i said. seriously this story means so much to me and so does everyone that reads it.

stay rad you guys. (and stay alive please)

later.

-b

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update: i started listening to friend, please and i got like really ??? emotional ??? like obviously it's an emotional song but i usually don't cry during sad songs, like i'm not heartless i'll feel sad but i won't show it lol honestly i don't know what's happening to me. anyway, i love tyler and josh and wear your seat belt.