lyric oneshot, treebros, trees by tøp (twenty øne pilots)

TW: blood and suicide

I stuffed my phone into my hoodie pocket and opened up my window. I could hear them rushing up the stairs as I jumped out. I fell onto a strategically placed tree and hopped my way down the branches as the door to my room swung open.

Thoroughly bruised, I booked it down the road to the orchard. My one little safe haven. Nobody would ever expect me to go to an old abandoned orchard in my spare time, so nobody ever found me there. I could hear faint screaming coming from the house. I shrugged it off and kept running.

When I was younger I actually used to hate this orchard due the the bad memories connected to it. Like when Zoe almost cut off one of my fingers with scissors.

She was using scissors instead of her hands to pick the apples, cutting off part of the stem so the apple would fall. We went for the same apple at the same time, and well, the stem wasn't the only thing she cut that time.

My hand stung from just remembering. I pulled out my phone and earbuds, and sat underneath a random  tree. I switched on a random song and tried to relax, the title of the song being very fitting for the current situation i was in. (I'm Not Okay (I Promise) by MCR)

I suddenly heard rustling behind me. I tensed up and hid behind the tree, cursing my slow reflexes.

I know, where you stand,

I peeked out from behind the tree to see who it was.

silent in the trees.

I saw a kid my age with short, dark blonde hair.

and that's where I am

I sighed a breath of relief, knowing it wasn't Zoe or my parents coming to find me.

silent in the trees.

He passed right by me.

why won't you speak

I returned to my original position.

where I happen to be?

I tried to get a better look at the kid.

silent in the trees

He looked so familiar.

standing cowardly

Then it clicked.

I can feel your breath

Evan Hansen.

I can feel my death

What was he doing here?

I want to know you

I watched him struggle to climb a very tall tree.

I want to see

I so badly wanted to talk to him, help him, ask him what he was doing.

I want to say...

I saw him cut his ankle of a sharp branch, I winced in sympathy and got up.

hello...

I stopped myself. 

hello...

He probably had something important to do, he didn't need me to interfer.

hello...

I stepped a little closer.

hello...

I opened my mouth to speak.

I know, where you stand,

He briskly turned my head and my direction and I ducked down, hoping he wouldn't spot me.

silent in the trees.

I got back up again.

and that's where I am

I huffed and started to climb the tree as well.

silent in the trees.

I cut my hand on the same branch he cut his ankle, our blood mixing together.

why won't you speak

I was almost to his level when I saw him stretch his arms out and grab the branch above him.

where I happen to be?

He held onto it tightly.

silent in the trees,

I watched him let go. 

standing cowardly.