Forest

~3~

{Tyler Joseph} 

11:11pm

The clock read 11:11pm. Most people find this time of the hour as a wishing moment. What would they wish for? Eternal love? A never ending lifetime? 1 million dollars? Who knows. This was this first time ever that I would use that moment in time to wish for something that most likely will not happen. Hey, a guy can wish right? I crack myself up sometimes... 

|/Time Pass\|

Here I am tapping my pencil on my journal in the park. What comes to mind when I'm here? So far nothing at all whatsoever. I look to my left and see a bright and smiley couple whom of which I wish I could take the males place. I look over to my right and see an elderly lady feeding birds bread and corn kernels. Who will I be? The bright and smiley couple or the elderly bird lady? Time can only tell. I take a close look at the bird lady and study her details. Her skin looks soft and wrinkly. She seems to be in her early sixties. I assume that she has schizophrenia only because her hands keep shaking. I pay close attention and see her wipe her tears away. I close my journal and get up. As I walk over to the lady I stop and turn around to see if the couple was still there. Now there is a child in the picture. I smile and continue my journey over to the elderly lady. 

"Miss, are you alright?" She didn't hear me. I speak up this time. 

"Miss, are you alright?" She turns her head over and looks away quickly only to wipe away more tears. 

"I'm fine. Thank you for asking." 

I sit down on the bench bracing myself down. I set my journal aside and comfort her.

"Is there anything I can do? You seem to be in some sort of distress. Are you sure I cannot help you?" 

She sits there quietly continuing feeding the birds. Her mouth opens then shakes her head. 

"Well alright. I come here every Monday morning because I can find peace here. I also like to be here for the birds."

"Okay.."

"I recently found out that my husband has stage 3 Pancreatic Cancer. His doctor says he only has about 3 months left. As of now I'm lost for words. I don't want to loose him." 

"I am so sorry. I wish there was something I could do." 

"There may be something you could do for me." 

"What's that?"

"You see that couple over there?" I nod. 

"End up like them. Find someone who loves you and don't let go of them. Take care of them."

"And that is what you wish for me to do?"

"Yes! Did you want me to say for you to come visit little ole' me every Monday?" 

"Well I-"

"I was only kidding. If you want to you, you may. I don't mind the extra company." 

"Okay. I'm sorry but I must be going." 

"Well alright. Oh I didn't catch your name."

"I am Tyler. Tyler Joseph." I shake her hand. 

"Angela Bullock. Go on sweetheart." 

I wave goodbye and leave. 

|/Time Pass\| 

Here I am at the beginning of all night terrors. The doctors. Not just any doctor, the psychiatrist. I survey the room as if it were my first time being in here. Huh. Normally Dr. Brinedridge has pictures of his wife and children on his desk. Where'd they go? 

"Hey Doc, where are the pictures of your family?"

He sat there quietly. I guess he doesn't like to talk about them.

"Well, uh... Tyler we parted ways." 

"Oh. I'm sorry Doc." 

I looked down and my eyes circled the room. So many thoughts are rolling through my head. Which do I latch onto? That Josh guy or how about Angela? That Josh guy seemed cool. Maybe he would want to start a band. Nah. Wait, is he the band type? Angela looks like a determined woman with a few issues. One big one to be honest. I come back from my thoughts with Dr. Brinedridge snapping and making waving signals towards me. 

"Tyler? Tyler?? TYLER?? EARTH TO TYLER?!" 

"Oh sorry Doc."

He picked up his journal and wrote things down, occasionally looking up at me. Hmmm... He says every once and awhile. He keeps studying my features as if he is planning on drawing me. I cock my head to the left and clear my throat.

"You seem really deep into thought." I say curious as to what he's jotting down. 

"Oh sorry it was a grocery list."

He shoved the journal under his left leg. Lies. I despise lies. 

|/Time Pass\| 

I pull into the parking lot of Taco Bell. 

"Greasy food, Taco Bell I love." 

I walk into the fast food joint and order. 

"One double chalupa and a Mountain Dew." 

I sit down at a table and fiddle with my phone. I pull up Facebook. I search up this mysterious Joshua Dun. Ah here he is. I click on the profile and scan the page. Voices in my head keep calling me a stalker. Shut up. 

"Order for a Tyler?" 

I get up and grab my order. I was out of there in seconds. Why though? I love Taco Bell. Anyways I'm driving home and a deer runs in front of my car. I slam on the break and almost flip. My hands are glued to the steering wheel and I'm catching my breath. I take off my seat belt and step out of the car. I check to see if the deer is okay before I check my car. It's gone. Off in the forest. I checked my car, only one scratch. It's fine. Before I got back in my car I heard a chorus. I listen again and it's a man voice. I open the trunk of my car and pull out a flashlight. I walk into the forest. Everything is dark. I cannot see anything except for the path my flashlight made. I stop. I hear the chorus once more. I sing a tune back and I get a small response. Probably thought I was bird. When I find the sound, It is coming from a man with dark brown hair turns around. I step back not aware of what he may do. 

"I'm not going to hurt you. Come on up." 

I stand my ground. 

"Wh-who are you?" 

"I'm-" 

Before he could finish I caught a glimpse of his face and said his name. Male with dark brown hair and brown eyes. Josh? 

"Josh? Joshua Dun?"

The man climbed down and met me face to face. I'm not sure this guy is Josh.