Too Guilty to go home.

[T.J Merrit]

Tyler walked around in the forest, quietly. His mind was just a blur. He looked up at a tree and smiled. He was wearing just a parka, blue long sleeved shirt, with light blue straight cut jeans and converse. He He pulled off his black coat and dropped it on the ground. he climbed up the tree and sat there. The forest was quiet, and he liked it. He wasn't much of a singer, but he was good. Though, his writing skills were much better. He started to sing the song "Here I stand" by Madina Lake

So I'll start to pretend im ok
But you should know by now that
My life is smoke and mirrors,
The one thing is crystal clear
That i'm the one wishing i was someone else,
Anyone but me tonight

He sang to himself. He didn't really care if anyone heard him or not. Cause he wasn't that bad. Though, he was still much better as a writer then a singer. He didn't want to be a singer. He looked down at his coat. He'd pick it up when he left.

[jeremy dale gallo]

Jeremy walked through the forest. Still sort of unsure about what kind of emotions he was feelign at the moment. Walking around in circles for two minutes he realized what he was doing and started to walk straight. He than heard a voice starting to sing. It was pretty good, not the best in the world, but it was still pretty good. Smiling he walked toward the voice and stopped. Looking up at the tree he sung the next part. He knew this song. It was "Here I Stand" By Madina Lake.

Here i stand
All alone,
Tonight
And i wish i was strong enough to breathe
Without you,
In my life,
I wish i was anyone but me.

He looked up at the tree and smiled and said "Sorry if you didn't want me to sing or not, I just get..bored." He laughed quietly and than sighed. Looking around he looked back up at the tree and rubbed his tattooed arms. He wore a white t-shirt and light blue jeans with black converse. He looked up and said "Oh, and I am Jeremy if you care.." He noticed that a lot of the people in this town didn't really care for people like him. He shrugged to himself.

[T.J Merrit]

T.J heard a voice and looked down to see a boy. He smiled a bit, hie eerie grin. "Fine with me. I know I'm not very good at it, so." He said, his lower voice somewhat scary. It was so close to Halloween that it was his favorite time of year. He was somewhat in a good mood. Only somewhat. He was never truely happy. He was sick and twisted. And he knew it. He smiled at him again. His sick, twisted smile that would scare the shit out of the small children of the town.

Moving his body around the branch, he hung upside down to the boy's level. Ty, Tyler, T.J What ever you wanna call me is fine. He said, his hair completely out of his face and his bright blue eyes staring at Jeremy.

[jeremy dale gallo]

T.J's voice didn't bother Jeremy. He heard more terrifying. Looking up at the tree he saw T.J. He managed a small smile. Jeremy was excited for Halloween. Sure it wasn't the most joyful holiday, but it was the funnest. He loved scaring the shit out of little kids sometimes. Jeremy could be mean if he wanted to, but he could never be really mean. It just wasn't like him. He wasn't really sick or twisted in anyway. He was just himself. Ordinary jeremy. He hated that. He hated being normal.

Jeremy yelped when T.J came to his level. Jeremy looked at T.J and smiled saying "You actually have a pretty good voice. Hey, have I seen you around school? You know Hampton arts. You come out of the writing classrooms a lot, or I just see you in the hallways." He wasn't sure if T.J was a writer or a singer. It is hard to tell at that school. Some are good at two things, but choose one over the other because they enjoy it more.

[T.J Merrit]

"Yes Sir. Tyler Merrit, your insane horror writer at your service. Ty said. He blinked at him. He seemed to scare the boy as he moved to his level, only in side down. Oh, I'm sorry. Did I scare you? He said, a huge eerie smile lit up his face. He really did like to scare anyone and everyone. Didn't mean to boy. But yes. I'm pretty excited for Halloween as you can see. Are you going to the party? Or are you trick or treating? Ty smiled, laughing slightly.

His blue shirt crawled up his stomach, up to his ribs. His abs showed and the large bandage around his ribs was extremely noticeable. I was only joking about the trick or treating... I intend on finding a ton of little kids and scaring the shit out of them. He said. He wasn't trying ot be mean or anything. For him, this was actually being nice.

[jeremy dale gallo]

Jeremy laughed when he asked if he was going trick-or-treating. He just listened to him for a little bit and replied "Oh you made me jump alright. I thought you were going to climb down so when you came upside down like fucking spiderman I just flipped." He smiled and noticed that sounded kind of cruel he quickly apologized "If that came out..mean..well..nevermind." He shook his head and looked at the guy again than he noticed something.

They looked scarily alike.

Raising an eyebrow he said "Oh yeah I am going to the Halloween party and you are a horror writer. Nice. I would love to read your work sometime. Hah, you scare little kids often?" He was just messing around with him. He would bring up that they looked alike later. He thouhgt it as just really too soon because he shared all of maybe seven sentence with the guy. He just noticed the bandage, but didn't ask. Jeremy knew he probably shouldn't ask, because he probably didn't need to know.

[T.J Merrit]

Tyler smiled. Sorry to say I've never been bitten by a radioactive spider. He said. He rose one eyebrow. I won't count that an insult. Cause I've gotten much worse. Like vampire freak. and others that i don't really need you to know. he explained.

Maybe I do like scaring children. Maybe I do. Ty said, smiling. Parties aren't really my thing... so I'm not going to the party that the school is having... He said. He rubbed his head, his hair just being more of a mess than it was before.

Notes: GAH BRAIN DEAD AT MOMENT.

[jeremy dale gallo]

Jeremy smirked and said "No radioactive spider? Damn." He laughed and looked at the boy again. It was odd to him that they looked so much alike. He shook his head and said "You not that much of a party person? I am only going because I don't have a lot of friends so I thought I might go just to meet people. Than ditch it if it gets really crappy and boring." He smiled.

He didn't pay attention to the nickname comments. Than he started to talk what he was thinking and he regretted it when he said "Dude, i can't get over the fact, but we look a lot alike." He stopped himself. Why the hell did he just say that out loud? He probably thought he was some weird kid just wanting friends so badly he would stoop low enough like that. Ehh. He hated it.

[T.J Merrit]

T.J smiled at the boy and let his arms hand above his head. His hands were only about a foot from the ground. The boy looked up at him. I don't have many friends, so I'm pretty good with that. He said, shrugging a bit. T.J wasn't one to make a ton of friends. He was different and weird. Not to mention the fact that he was a murderer. Though, no one knew that here. Or at least he hoped so. He would be in a shit load of trouble if anyone really knew that he was a murderer.

Killed two people. I suppose we could look alike... then a again... my mom's a whore and my dad is dead so... you know... Ty said, not really hinting anything.

[jeremy dale gallo]

Jeremy raised an eyebrow and said "You're dad's dead? Damn, I am sorry. My dad is just an alcholhic and my mom, hell, she really doesn't give a shit about me. As long as I don't disprespect the 'Gallo' name." He sighed and said "The closest thing I came to death was when I saw my girlfriend of two years die right in front of me, but everything happens for a reason." He shrugged and shoved his hands in his pockets.

Looking at T.J he said "Yeah, I don't have a lot of friends either. I am a loner at some times than a lot of people want to talk to me another time. I don't care. I just don't like being completly alone. it is one of my fears. Besides getting killed of course." He shrugged again.

[T.J Merrit]

Yeah.. Actually. In the process of trying to kill myself, it was a huge mess and BAM dad died. My mom is a whore and just throws sharp objects at my vital organs saying that's i'm just a mistake. But of course I've been getting this since i was a baby, so I'm use to it. Tyler said. He pulled himself up, cause he was feeling rather light headed. He jumped down and stood next to him, a bit taller then him. Sorry about that. I was sorta getting light headed from all the blood going to my head. He said. Hearing that his girlfriend died in front of him kinda made him a bit sad. Sorry to hear about her. I've never actually got along with girls, but I'm still straight so.. ther has to be a girl out there that would like me for my insane personality. And maybe she just wasn't the one for you? Maybe the girl your looking for is just out there and it just wasn't her? He said, trying to think of a way to cheer him up a bit.

Well, I don't get along well with people so to speak. They usually don't like me after a while. Ty said. I'm use to being alone, so it doesn't really bother me to much. But a ton of people in one place freaks the crap out of me. Also why I don't go to parties. I just don't fit in well. Tyler ran a hand threw his jet black hair and chewed on his snake bites.

[jeremy dale gallo]

Jeremy raised an eyebrow when he said he was used to getting sharp objects thrown at him. He just said "My mom just wants nothing to do with me. She drops me off anywhere that accepts me. I could be accpeted into prison and she would drop me off there and forget about it me. She blames me for my dad drinking so damn much. My dad justs drinks and calls me when he is drunk. Calling me saying 'he is my lover'. It is sort of creepy." Usually people would laugh, but he didn't laugh. He didn't want to. It was still creepy for him to think about his dad might call him again tonight. It sent a shiver up his spine. Looking at T.J he managed a smile and said "Thanks, it happened before I came here, but like I know. Everything happens for a reason. I guess it was for the better. She was already depressed and crap, but nevermind. I highly doubt you want to hear all about a dead girlfriend." He smiled. This time it was real.

Jeremy looked at him and said "People don't like you? Maybe they just caught you on your off days or something. I usually don't like hanging out with a bunch of crowds and shit. So.." He paused. Letting his other words sink in before he said something stupid and might regret. "Yeah, I don't like parties either, but if I don't want to get pushed into lockers and crap I will try to get on the taller and bulker guys good side. Also I don't think you are strange at all. Maybe I caught you in a good mood or something, but I don't know much about your other personality." He chewed his snake bites and than felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and he screamed. Laughing he mumbled "Sorry.." Looking at it was his dad. Shocker. He just opened it and shut it and put it away and looked back at the boy.

[T.J Merrit]

"Rather being dumped somewhere than having things thrown at me." Ty said. He absolutely hated his mother, and was seriously reconnoitering murder again. In his last town, last school he did kill a girl, only cause she was being a slutty bitch and he didn't want anything to do with her. His mother wasn't liked by anyone in the town, and here, she was just ignored. He was always thrown out of the house and told to get out for the night when he actually came to see her. Which you would think that he learned by now not to. Your welcome. I had one friend in my old school. And that's what I told him when his girlfriend died. Boston is full of gangs, so people die every week. He said, shrugging a bit.

"Its more along the lines of I'm just a psychopath. So A lot of people don't like me. The fact that i broke one girl's arm also counts for something... I just have a very very bad rep. He said. Getting pushed into lockers and beaten up? Its possible here. There was a senior that was always getting tripped and picked on, Chris was his name. Hey. If you say around certain people, no one is going to bother you, you know. Tyler said.

[jeremy dale gallo]

Jeremy just nodded. Wait a minute. He broke a girls arm? Well, he was just. His thoughts said to him There is not excuse for breaking a girls ARM. Get this? Don't get on this guys bad side. Make sure you are nice to him at all costs.. Jeremy always listened to his conscience. No matter how stupid it sounded. It always worked out well for him. He just looked at Tyler and said That is true. I heard that people die every three seconds. I say that when murders kill, sure it isn't right, but maybe the child the mother was about to have was going to be a terroist or kill the president or something." He shrugged. That was always his opinon on dead people. Except his girlfriend. He couldn't think a bad thought about his girlfriend. It was sad, but it was how he felt.

A psychopath? Oh good job Jeremy. You have great friends. First the girl who's dead boyfriend scared the crap out of you, and a pyscopath. Great choice. Great choice. He looked at T.J and said "You broke a girls arm? Oh thats..sort of odd." He couldn't help, but smile. Odd?? Yeah right. More like physcopath like he said. He looked at him and nodded saying "Exactly. We can't go running around poking people and expect not to get a broken arm. I learned that the hardway in kindergarten. Went around poking kids. Than one pushed me down and started beating the shit out of me. He snapped my arm." He shivered to himself. His tattoo's covered up the scar, but still. He remembered how much it hurt.

[T.J Merrit]

It definitely seemed that way. Tyler said. He could tell that he was somewhat scaring the poor boy. And he wasn't even trying too. "If you don't like me, its fine. Really. I'm use to people not really wanting to be around me. He paused for a moment."You can tell me when ever I'm scaring you. You can just leave if you want to if I get too strange for you. I get it a lot." He said. He really did get it a lot. Always actually was more of a better term for it.

Well, yeah. I won't really go into detail about it. Just that I truly am insane. He said.Yeah. I was always one of the kids getting picked on when I was little. Always the kid left out of things cause he was 'different' or 'scary' He shrugged. "So, your not alone. I also know that there is a senior here, short blond kid is always picked on by everyone 'cause he's this hyper active kid that acts like he's like 7."