(tylers Pov)
Last thing I know it was nighttime, Josh was trying to fall asleep.
I can't fall asleep after what happened in my dreams.
anything can happen in your dreams; which is why I'm scared to sleep.
- Come on, sleep, I'll keep you safe I promise.
"shutup" I say rolling my eyes hopefully not letting Josh hear me.
I roll over and stare at the window.
I wanna get out of this hell hole. I want to have a life.
- but you don't have a life? or friends anyways...only me. I'm your bestfriend.
your not my friend, nor will you ever be.
I find my eyelids start to close and I feel a light tap on my shoulder. I abruptly turn around in caution to find
" Josh ? what the hell? get in your bed! the nurse is going to come to check up on us! " I said screaming but yet whispering.
" we have our sessions tomorrow ! I need to sleep what do you want? " I said somewhat rudely.
" come on. get up. we're going somewhere. " Josh said.
" what do you mean somewhere? we're in a mental hospital? there's no where to go! " I said.
" shutup and follow me, the nurse checked up on us already like 5 minutes ago how'd you not see her ? " he says as he's dragging me out of my uncomftorable bed.
I find myself standing up; my heart beating.
" don't you have anxiety? how are you not having a panic attack sneaking out? " I said confused.
" Sometimes I run out; forget about everything, where I am, why I'm here? they hold us up thinking it helps us but we really we just need a rush. follow me " he says as he takes my sweaty palm because I'm so nervous and confused.
we look stupid. two guys holding hands in white gowns.
this isn't you; you're a pussy. you don't do this shit. go back in bed you idiot.
" No. I'm not a " pussy " " I say as I stop myself to talk to my head.
" I am not a pussy. i am not a pussy. I can do stuff like this blurry and if you don't belive me; watch me. " I say as I stare at the ground looking like an idiot.
fine, show me then. pussy.
i take a deep breathe. take Josh's shaky hand. I could tell he's nervous too.
I look back at Josh.
" what are you wearing under that? " I say to him weirdly.
" what ? "
" I said what are you wearing under that? boxers? "
" u-u-h y-es? why? "
I rip my gown off and stand in my boxers looking like a fool.
" your turn. trust me. it will be fun. "
he hesitates as he turns his head to check if anyone was there.
" fuck it. " he says as he rips it off and starts running.
we're running so fast, to who knows where.
this. this is where I want to be. not locked up in a room.
" THIS IS SICK " I scream as Josh leads me to no where.
" WERE SICK AS FRICK! " he yells back.
in that moment I forgot about everything; the bad in the world.
I was in water; peaceful water. calm, steady water.
Josh lets go of my hand as I look up and see were infront of two doors with two rectangle frosty glass on each of them.
I look to the right to see it labeled ' kitchen '
" kitchen? " I said confusingly to a grown man in boxers in a mental hospital.
" just getting a late night snack " he said smiley.
next thing I know he drags me into the kitchen.
we raged through The cabinets to find two gatorades- one red one blue - and waffle crisps.
" waffle crisps ? those exist ? " I said to him.
" yeah now we need milk and two spoons. find them. you get one minute go. "
" what? ah okay! " i said in excitement.
i went straight to the fridge to find a little milk carton.
I went through 2 drawers and in the second one I found two metal spoons.
I run to Josh and say, " done. took me 30 seconds. let's eat theese waffle crisps. "
" don't we need bowls? " I said to Josh.
" what are bowls? " he says as he pours the milk into the cereal box.
" your crazy Josh dun. I would have never thought you have anxiety. "
" sometimes you just have to forget about things, and go into that one good place everyone has. mines here. with you. thanks for running in our boxers through a mental hospital with me. oh, and the waffle crisps. " he said as he was cut off by a older women's voice.
" now what do we have here? " a nurse said with her arms crossed.
me and josh panic and look at each other.
" come with me boys, we need to talk. "
