(ATTENTION I AM BACK BUT ALSO SELF HARM TRIGGER WARNING SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SKIP IF NEED BE)

"I have another song, I kinda wrote it to describe how I feel in this hospital." Tyler quietly sighed and rubbed at the small scars on his forearm.

"Please sing." I managed to get out as my breath hitched from crying.

"Okay." He took a small breath.

"Hello, we haven't talked in quite some time. I know, I haven't been the best of sons."

*real life*
I gasp hard for air and feel the cold tears on my cheeks.

We're pulled over on the side of the road and Dan is staring at me with his eyes wide. His arms are around me and Im pulled into his chest.
"Are you okay?" He whispers.

"No." I truthfully answer.

I try to forget the few years I was locked up. The trauma of my family never left me and I was deemed schizophrenic with a side order of depression. Tyler was the only friend I had in the ward. I wonder how he's doing now.

"Would you maybe tell me what just happened?" He asks softly and wipes the running mascara under my eyes.

(A/N: I'm editing and I think it's best for phils boyfriend to be Tyler Oakley and Audrey's friend from the hospital to be Tyler Joseph. So that's how I'm gonna go back and edit it.)