(tw: mentions of self harm)

-two months ago-the first incident-

My hands were shaking, breath coming out shaky. Why? What happened? How did it happen?

I reached for my phone, much like I did every other time he came to my head, but this time much worse.

"Ddebby" I hiccuped. "I saw ty-" I could barely finish the sentence before I broke into sobs again.

"Josh? Oh my god! Okay hold on, I'll be right there. Don't do anything, okay"

"Okay?" She repeated. I could hear her grabbing her car keys and shutting the door.

"Okay" I whispered.

So I sat and waited and cried, because god it was so real. It was real.

⇔

I sat curled up in her lap, she held me for what felt like forever. "Josh your gonna be okay. It's only been 3 days. It's okay." That made me sob more. "You need to go back to sleep. It's 1am Josh. I'll tell you a story if you want but you need to sleep." A story wouldn't help. Why would a stupid story help me at this moment? I had to try though.

"Can you tell me the one about how you and Jenna met?" She just smiled and helped my limp body up.

We moved into my room that was completely trashed. The bed had a bunch of blankets and where going in hundreds of directions. Once everything was straightened out and we were settled in, she spoke.

"It was a Friday night. I had the biggest crush on Jenna you wouldn't understand." She paused to smile a bit. "She was going to be at this party for New Years and I decided to go too. Before the party me and Jenna had only passed each other in the hall and she didn't even know I existed.

"I really liked her. I had a friend who was friends with her and so I always asked questions. At the party everyone was drinking and dancing, it was crazy. Back then Jenna was wild. She'd lap dance anyone if they asked, she was so confident in her body, I loved it." Debby kept talking while rubbing my back.

"She was sitting out back, alone, I took the opportunity. We talked for a bit, exchanged numbers, then I left. I did what I came there to do. And the rest my friend, is history."

I must have stared to drift off because she muttered the words, "How can someone so beautiful be so broken by the world?"

⇔

The sun light gleamed into the kitchen where we had sat for the last 10 minutes. "So how did it start?" Debby asked sipping her coffee.

"How do I explain that I saw my best friend that died 4 days ago? I saw him Debby." I huffed thinking of a way to get my point across. "Do you remember Blurryface?"

She thought for a moment but then replied, "yes."

"Okay so then you remember how both me and Tyler saw him and that meant that you also remember seeing him. Am I correct?" My eyes were probably big and my eyebrows probably raised. This answer was important.

"Yah Josh, you are." She spoke sadly.

"Well he came back." I looked down at my covered arms. I didn't do anything but the thought of it took away my pride.

"You know nothing happened concerning self harm but then I heard Tyler's voice and then Blurry's head shook and his eyes turned brown and he became less static."

I wasn't even finished when she spoke. "I believe you."

I started crying again because holy god it felt good to have someone believe me. Everyone I've every talked to thought I was insane, but not Debby.

"We have to tell Jenna sometime. Maybe she would be able to help. Only when you're ready though." Shit Jenna, I totally forgot about how she must be doing.

I only nodded because what else could I actually do?

a/n: while writing the part about Debby and Jenna I switched the pov and I honestly wanted to chop my head off.