I'm sitting on the floor, watching an invisible point on the wall. It's been three weeks since my judgement. I don't love this place it's scary, it's closed it's all I have ever hate. And people here scares me too. My only friend is Tyler. I hope he considers me as a friend too. What if he's not ? Am I going to be alone again ? Will I support this life ?
Tyler's soft voice stops my depressing thoughts. "Ashley, we're going outside today.
I don't know Tyjo.
It was not a question but an affirmation.
Oh, okay, cool."
I was really thinking that. Going outside is cool. It's the only time when I can see the color of the sky and the sun's light in Tyler's brown hairs.
The press talks about how Tyler ended here three months ago. He killed Josh. He didn't know, he and I are the same. We were fools, the life gives us the worst joke ever. And now, here we are, in a little cell room with nothing to do.
Sometimes, he talks to an imaginary person. And when he's like that, he looks like so perturbed if someone talks or touches him. I think he's talking to Josh. I hope, I hope he's not feeling bad.
Now, I'm sitting right next to my cell's door, playing "drums" with the bars. I see Tyler looking at me. He looks like anxious, more than habitually. "Tyler are you okay?
Why I wouldn't be?
You look anxious.
I'm always anxious, Ash.
But, you're looking more anxious than habitually.
I... I'll tell you later. The guard is coming for us."
That was Joe. The older guard of all of them, and he takes us outside. It was our turn.
We have the right to lay in the little square of grass. And we use this right everytime with Tyler. Now we're just here, sitting in the green plants. We're saying nothing for a long moment. "Tyler.
What?
Are you ... Are you talking to Josh?
I-I...
You know you can trust me dude
He's not real, I know that.
He is. In your head. You have to let him go.
I don't want to, I miss him."
I was going to respond him some kind word but Joe comes and tells us to go. We're rejoining our respective cells. I'm looking at Tyler.
I'm worrying about him but I don't think I can do anything for him. I feel so useless. He's my friend, I'm supposed to help him, but how?
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