Growing up (Get Scared Fanfic)

Awkwardness in the forest

Nick's Pov

Should I show him the tree house? Maybe. But I don't know if I can trust him. I mean he's nice, but what if that's just a lie. What if he's two faced? I need to stop overthinking this. I bet he's just a normal, friendly guy and it's just me who can't see the good in people. I'm  scared to get close. But I hate being alone so much, so I have just trust. 

"Whatcha thinking about?" he asked, snapping me back into reality.

What do I say? I can't just tell him 'I was just thinking about how you could be a two faced backstabber.' I sighed, "Can I trust you?" That is the worst way to ask that, Jesus Christ Nick. 

"Yeah, of course." he answered. "What's up?"

RETREAT! RETREAT! HE CAN'T KNOW! "Nevermind"

"C'mon just tell me. You can trust me, I promise." he turned so he would be facing me completely. Damn, now I'm being put on the spot. I looked at him awkwardly, just about to speak, but I changed my mind. "I promise i won't tell anyone"

"Fine, just follow me"

Brad's Pov.

I followed Nick outside through the back door. Where is he taking me? I swear if it turns out that he's a crazy serial killer and he's just luring me to my own death... I'll do nothing because i'll be dead. He walked in front of me with his hands in his pockets and head down. I kicked a rock in front of me and it hit the back of Nick's foot.

"Ow" he whined, turning around.

"Sorry, that was an accident." i apologized.

"It's ok"

We continued walking in the forest for what felt like about five minutes. He stopped in front of a tree with wooden steps nailed to it. I looked up, following the steps to see a tree house.

"Well this is it." he sighed.

"Cool."

"No one knows about this place." he muttered, "It's like a secret dark place, i guess."

"Oh"

He started going up the steps. As soon as he got to the top, i did the same. Secret dark place? It's good that he trusts me enough to show me this. Maybe I can get him to open up. I can tell he's not a happy person, not just because I know that he gets bullied and that he lost someone to suicide, but because he acts so depressed. He always looks tired and sad, he keeps to himself, he even has what he calls a secret dark place. I got to the top to find him sitting in the corner, hugging his knees. I want to ask him if he's ok, but he won't tell me the truth. But what else am I supposed to do. I don't want to get annoying or pushy though. He took off his jacket, probably because it's hotter than usual today. His right forearm was covered in bruises.

Nick's Pov.

Brad stared at me, more specifically my right arm. What the hell is he-.The bruises. I acted natural. I didn't try to hide it or to say it's nothing without even being asked. That's suspicious.

"What happened?" he asked. I pretended to look confused. "Your arm, the fucking bruises. Who did this to you, I'll beat them up!" well I guess he'll have to beat me up.

"No o-"

"Do your parents hit you?" he asked.

"No Brad, no one hit me." I stated, "I just slipped and fell down the stairs. My right arm must've taken most of the blow."

"Oh. Heh.. sorry"

"It's ok" i said. We sat in silence for a bit. "I could probably find my way here from my house."

"Really?" I asked in surprised.

"Yeah. I live 3 houses down, and this forest connects everyone house on the block." he explained.

"Have you always lived there?" i asked. I don't remember ever seeing him outside. Or at those stupid neighborhood parties my mom dragged me to.

"No I moved there like 2 years ago" he said, "i didn't live that far from here before that though"

"So you're from Layton?"

"Yep."

"Same"

"Do you want to go explore the wilderness?" he asked. I bet this is boring him so he just wants do something else. No wonder no one ever wants to hang out with me.

"Sure"

We started walking through the woods. I've wondered around here before, but never too far out from the tree house. I've been scared to get lost and never find my back. It looks like Brad wants to go really far from here, so I have no choice now. I don't want to be the loser that says 'Let's not take risks and not go farther than 30 feet away from the tree house, cuz I have no idea how to get back from here.'

I looked at the ground, watching my feet as I took steps. Brad is beside me, looking up at the tree tops. He picked up a long stick and dragged it as he walked, leaving a long line behind us. I wonder if he's also worried about getting lost so he's giving us a trail to follow back.

"What's with the stick?" i asked.

"I don't know, I just wanted pick it up" he answered.

"Oh"

I felt something land on my shirt. I looked down to find a green and brown grasshopper. I started screaming and swatting at myself. Brad looked over at me like i was insane. I can tell he wants to laugh, but i don't blame him, I probably look ridiculous. This is embarrassing.

"Fuck get off me you mother fucker!" I yelled at the bug. It finally flew away and landed far away from me.

"Are you ok?" he laughed.

"Yeah. I hate those things." I complained, "They're disgusting and shouldn't be able to fly."

"I'm scared of spiders. They have too many legs and deserve to die" He chuckled.

"You just upset every hard core vegan" I joked, causing him to laugh.

His foot got caught in a tree root, making him trip and fall on his face. I laughed as he got up. He pushed me, jokingly. He dusted off the dirt and leaves with his hands.

"Well then." He said. "I'm not clumsy the floor hates me."

"You're stupid" i joked.