so far (so good)

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word count: 862

TW: mentions of SH

When we had walked a little bit we had reached the park and because it was so early in the afternoon almost no one was there, so even when we sat down by the pond we could have some privacy.

"Who was this friend of yours?" I couldn't help but to be curious, he really was like me, maybe he could understand everything I'm going through? or at least to some extent. Tylet took a deep breath before he started talking.

"We met when I was just about to turn 10, she was the only one willing to be friends with the outcast, no one even dared to approach me before her. We grew closer and closer as time went by but when we were 16 she vanished out of nowhere, and I haven't heard from her since." Tyler looked down at his hands, he had tears threatening to spill any moment. When I saw the first tear fall I embraced him, and hugged him tightly. At first he didn't move but just before I could pull back he moved a bit and hugged me back just as tight, I could tell that he started to cry again. After a couple minutes Tyler slowly moved back and sat upright.

"I'm sorry for being nosy, i didn't mean-" I was quickly cut off,

"No, dont worry about it, it was actually quite nice to talk about Evangeline again after such a long time." Evangeline must be the friend, nice name.

We talked a bit about our past, and I learnt that Tyler traveled a lot before coming back and getting a job at Harwoodgem, he tried to escape his family or more specifically his father who was not a really pleasant being. He managed to get a scholarship to go to high school abroad the 2 years he had left to study, when he heard the news of the scholarship he wasted no time in leaving, Evangeline or Eli as she also is called had already left so he didn't see a point in staying. When he got back, after his graduation he immediately got a job and now he already has his own apartment. I mean after graduation getting a job and one year later at only 19 years old he already has gotten himself an apartment, that is masiv. I got opening up about my problems quite a bit, even if Tyler still is a bit of a stranger to me I might just think of him as my friend nowon.

I came to talk a bit about my struggles, with panic attacks as well as the self harm; Tyler was concerned when i told him that i had been doing it since i was 14; when it was at its worst i could do it almost everyday, now it was more once or twice in a tree week period. Also that I have had panic attacks for around 7 years. When he found out about all that which only was a small part of the surface he was quite a minute that stood up. No, fuck, I shuldnt said anny thing, he will just leave now and once again i will have lost a friend. but, we still work together, how will that work now if he hate me? Tyler had a disappointed look in his eyes before speaking up,

"Come on, stand up." I had started to shake at this point, slowly I started to stand up, I hunched back preparing for some sort of scolding, instead he quickly wrapped his arms around me in a tight warm embrace. Once I realised he only wanted good I flung my arms around his back starting to cry, he really was an amazing guy. We stayed like that until I stopped crying, Tyler refusing to let me go until I had calmed down. when he pulled back he looked at me wiping away the tears still on my cheek and gave me a quick hug before we started to walk back.

"Where does Hunter live?" I gave my watch a short glance seeing it was a bit after four already.

"oh, they don't live far from here, I will be alright" I wasn't about to take up more of his time than I already has done.

"no, I will follow you. After a day like this, I don't want to leave you alone." What a gentleman.

"Are you sure?" I was slowly crawling back into my shell, Tyler took notice of this tho,

"Yes, I'm sure, I just want to make sure your ok, if that's alright" growing more and more quiet, reserved at the end.

"really 'cause I don't want to take up more of your time than I already have."

"don't worry about it, I don't have anything better to do." I had slowly started to walk in the direction to hunters house, then we came in on a more easy topic: music. We listen to a lot of similar music both like rock, or music that we can relate to the lyrics, so that means a lot of sad music that many people would deem as too much.