Trapdoor

Introduction...

Tyler's POV

Alone. The word echoes through my mind... I hate a lot of words... and this happens to be one of them...

"TYLER! WHY WON'T YOU LISten to me" My mom's voice cracks.

I sit with my head in my hands and I cry.

So.

Hard.

Like always.

My mom gets mad at me a lot.

She also gets drunk a lot...

"I a-am." I manage to choke out while lifting my head up enough to let me breathe.

"Yeah RIGHT. You NEVER listen to m- *hic* -me" She almost falls over.

I want to run off the roof.

But miraculously I don't.

"Bye mom. I'm going to sc-school." I pick up my bag and rest it on my shoulder.

"No you *hic* DON-" Her voice gets cut off by the slamming of the door.

I get just far enough while running to know she won't be able to catch up to me if she decides to run after me. I get the chance to stop and catch my breath. I look a little up and I notice some grey clouds coming in. "of. course." I say breathlessly because of the running.

This is the perfect weather for the perfect day.

I sigh deeply and wipe any tears off my face.

"Hey Tyler!" I hear a voice call my name.

I look up to see who it is. Its Savannah.

"What's wrong? Are you crying?" She looks genuine.

"Of course. I'm not crying - uh - something just got in my eye, I'm fine!" I lie.

"Well... that means you can... RACE!" She starts running towards the school.

If only she knew.

I start running to catch up but it's useless. I'm a fatass... I can't run.

----Time Skip to lunch----

I don't normally sit with anyone because no one really likes me. I sit down it my normal spot as always.

Right next the the sad dying tree on this bench with paint chipping off.

It's not like I'm going to eat anyway so I just sit and think about today while I look at the cloudy grey sky.

I start tearing up when my thoughts get interrupted by someone talking... to me. 

"Hey, can I sit here?" I look up to find a guy with dark blue hair with a tray of food.

He is really cute actually. His eyes crinkle up when he smiles... he's perfect.

Without realizing it I have been staring at him in awe for a while.

"I'm sorry it's okay if you want me to go..." I shake my head to clear it and I try to speak.

"S-Sure I guess... you can sit here." I awkwardly shift over so he has room to sit.

"I'm Josh." He holds his hand up and I look at it for a second before shaking it.

"Umm... T-Tyler." He smiles. "Y-you have a cool name... haha..."

"Thanks!" He closes his eyes and smiles at me while he takes a bite of his sandwich.

I just look and really observe him. His eyes are a dark cocoa brown, his hair looks soft and it's a really pretty shade of blue.

"So," he pauses to chew his food. "why are you sitting all by yourself?"