Trapped in life

Chapter 1

As I sat there, on a branch staring up into the moon light sky. I brought up a bottle of beer and these words slowly slip through my cold dead lips as a sip the drink.

" *sigh* It's just you and me tonight......"

One question always stayed stuck on my mind. Why am I still here? It's not like my life worth anything special. I spend nights alone drinking all night till I pass out. What kind of life is that? That's no fucking life. It's not like I had a life to begin with anyways. So why do I need to put my life on the line for the whole world when no one will do the same for me? Probably hoping the job will kill me.

As I drank through 3 boxes of beer already, I felt this deep emptiness and loneliness in me that wasn't no different then any other days. Look, at me I'm 15 and I'm already drinking more then an alcoholic. Life is so screw up but..... hey, we choose our path of life anyways and I chose mine. There's no turning back now........ 

"How sad is it that I can't even get drunk anymore"

Then my thoughts were interrupted as I had a feeling someone was near by me, so I stood up and was facing the trunk of the tree. I knew someone was behind me and was about to lay a hand on me, but I swung a punch and I miss. Damn, the guy ducked.

"Hey! "

Huh........ oddly I recognize that voice, but who is he? Then he spoke as he was getting up

"Damn, if I wanted to get attack I would have gone to work early, anyways.... I knew I would have find you here......"

Oh that's my partner or co-worker what ever you want to call it. He is a year older then me, and works along side me. But I wouldn't consider him as a friend. I don't have any friends. Plus, how did he end up in a screw up job any ways. Especially meeting me and working along side me. Like what the fuck.... A guy like him shouldn't cross my path or even set into my life. It's just all pain, suffering and chaos and he seem so perfect and happy, I mean I can't drag him into my life. I don't want to see him hurt or anyone else for the matter of fact. Then he sat down in the same spot he was standing. I spoke as I lean my back on the trunk and slide down to a sitting down position while still drinking my beer.

"So you found me...... what do you want?"

" Well, It would have been nice for u to pass me a bottle instead of throwing a punch"

"Oh right, here you go.... Sorry about that, you know our job is dangerous and its a 24/7 constant alert"

He spoke as he smile and took a sip of the beer. Gosh, how can someone be so happy living this job. He honestly deserve better after all the times he save my life. It sad to see that he is sitting on the same tree, drinking the same beer and meeting a girl like me. 

"Yea, I know"

"Alright, so why were you looking for me?"

"Huh, Not a simple how are you or how's your day? Anyways.... It seem like you were just having a tough day today, well every days tough but it just seem like your having more trouble today, for some reason, like........."

"Look, I get it. I seem like I'm not in a good mood or in a worst mood then any other day. I just want to be alone, okay?"

"Oh..... Okay, I just thought you could use some company that's all"

He, got up and looked at me and still had the bottle in his hand.

"Thanks, but I prefer to be alone"

"Don't worry, I get it"

I notice that he actually wanted to hang out with me but I really do I just want to be alone especially tonight. He looked at the bottle, took one last sip and put it on the branch.

"Well, I guess I should go......"

He began to climb down the tree and once he reach the ground, he spoke again....

"Well, I guess I'll see you at work then"

He smile and turned away. But once he turned I knew his smile became a frown and I just watch him go. At some point he punch a tree on the way toward where ever he was going. He seemed upset for some reason. Was it really because I told him that I wanted to be alone, or is there more to his life that I don't know.................

I continue to drink the rest of the night away and I didn't even touch his bottle. Once the sun rise, I took his bottle in hand and just looked at it. This wasn't the first night he came to see me. At first he would sit on the ground then worked his way up the tree. He would carve something into the tree, but I found blood on each level of the branch. But I can't explain why. He is hiding something but what is it?