No way out ~open~

[Tyla Jackson]

It wasn’t unusual for Tyla to be found sitting on the quiet side of the park with his guitar laid out in front of him. His border collie Max ran circles around him as he jotted down lines into the small book he carried with him. Since he could remember he had put all his feelings into this book, turning them into lyrics and putting music to them. Today was like no other; he was bored, fed up, lost and slightly agitated.

His mind wondered to his fiancé at home. He had stormed out yet again after another argument and come to the place he always knew he could be alone. His subtle hints that he wasn’t happy had been ignored yet again. How do you tell the person you are meant to love that they made you want to run miles in the opposite direction of them? He wasn’t ready for a family; he knew this for sure as the thought almost repulsed him. He couldn’t tell her though.

Sighing, he picked up his old acoustic and picked at a few of the strings, trying to take his mind of the things that made him miserable. Though he knew he didn’t have to be at work for a few days yet, he had nothing to do, no one to see and nowhere to run too. Running was something he had done all his life when faced with problems but there were some that even distance couldn’t erase.

He’d left his friends, family and flings back home when he had agreed to move with Ashlee, hoping that if it was just the two of them and no distractions that he could finally settle down and be the guy she wanted him to be but he was sick of pretending.

His thoughts were pushed to the back of his mind as Max bounded up to him, knocking his coffee he had bought earlier over the little book and soaking the pages.

“For Christ’s sake max you stupid mutt!” He exclaimed angrily, pushing the dog roughly off balance and causing the young pup to fall over. He quickly placed his guitar back on the floor and grabbed his book, wiping it down on his faded grey skinnies before glancing at the dog. Max laid there, tail between his legs looking rather sorry for himself. Immediately Tyla felt bad.
Grabbing the pup by the collar, he dragged him gently to his lap and rolled him over to fuss over his belly.

“See! Even you have me under the thumb!” he sighed as the pup bit playfully at his fingers.
He sighed and gently ruffled his puppy on the head before laying back. With one arm propping his head up, he kept his other hand on max as he stared at the clear sky.
Now all he had to do was figure out what there was to do for the rest of the day as there was no way he was going home to face the lady just yet.

[Skyler Eli Eastwood]

Skylar never really been to the park before, actually he had never even been here. He mostly only went out when he needed to and went home, guess it was his paranoia getting to him. He was always afraid that the military was going to take him back and use him as some human weapon.

He dressed all in black and headed down to the park, trying to avoid anyone's gaze. He could hear their thoughts and sometimes it drove him nuts if their were to many at one time. He learn better on how to control his powers, but telepathy he struggled with the most.

Sitting down at a bench, he pulled out a camera and started to take some pictures, hearing someone shouting at their dog and turned his head to see a red headed boy and a border collie. The border collie was so cute and he almost felt bad for the poor dog who knew his master was upset.

Skylar could hear the boys thoughts and blinked his dark eyes before standing up and sat down some ways from the boy, not wanting to alarm him. It's best to face the music...you'll have to eventually. He said.

[Tyla Jackson]

Tyla’s eyes searched the sky as though expecting some miracle to drop down from nowhere and answer all his problems for him. A loud sigh left his throat as he closed his eyes tightly and willed for things to be different when he reopened them. Of course, at the count of ten, his eyes opened and he remembered why he didn’t believe in miracles. Nothing ever seemed to go in his favour.

A voice from nearby startled him. Not just because he hadn’t expected anyone else to be there but mostly because it had pretty much answered his questions for him, even if what was said hadn’t been what he wanted to hear.
Propping himself up onto his elbows, he turned his head in the direction he assumed the person had spoken from and his eyes fell on another guy sat a few feet away. He looked to be a little younger and dressed all in back. Tyla blinked hard, his eyes wondering over the other guy sizing him up and questioning his intentions of being there. This had always been a second nature of his. Why would someone randomly sit nearby and then be able to answer the questions you asked in your head?

After giving the other guy a questioning look for a minute or two, he let his guard down slightly but pulled Max closer to him as his eyes fell to the floor in front of him. He’d always been easy to read so maybe the other had figured out he was worried about something by the look on his face. Hell, even the stupid mutt seemed to know. Having not been in the area too long and been kept on a small leash since he had moved, he figured he may as well carry on some kind of conversation with this stranger, even if for his own amusement. There was no harm in that right?
“I’m sorry; I have no idea what you are talking about... and life is never that easy is it.” He snorted in reply, rising his hand to brush his fringe away from his eyes.
“She wouldn’t listen anyway... What the hell would he know?” He thought to himself sighing once more as he turned his head slightly to glance at the other, his vision blocked slightly from his fringe yet again.

[Skyler Eli Eastwood]

The other boy seemed alittle surprised to even know what he was talking about, but he put it off as easy to read and it wasn't that he was easy to read, but the boys thoughts were the loudest here in the park and it was hard to ignore. There were certain people in this world that spoke the loudest, but in their mind they spoke louder than they ever would with words and this boy was one of them.

He heard his next thought and couldn't help but to smile some. No......its nice....I'm sorry I shouldn't have bothered you. He said, standing up and started to brush his pants off.

He gave the boy a soft smile. You should tell your fiancee how you feel instead of keeping it bottled up. He added before turning on his heel and started to walk away.

[Tyla Jackson]

Watching the other guy as he spoke again, Tyla felt his cheeks burn slightly when he realised he may have just offended him somehow. He hadn’t meant to be cold but to be honest, it really was none of his business and Tyla had never been one to pretend to be happy when he wasn’t. It was bad enough having to pretend with Ashlee and knowing there was no other way.

His gaze dropped to the floor again as he swallowed hard. The other had already taken to his feet, understanding the message Tyla had sent to him. He came here to be alone and today was no different. He was about to apologise for his bluntness and explain that he wanted to be alone when the guys next words caused him to stop.

His mouth hung open as he turned to watch the guy walking away. His eyebrows furrowed with confusion as he quickly moved Max of him and took to his feet too.
“Wait…what?” The words wouldn’t form properly as he tried to shout after the guy. With a few swift paces he managed to catch up to the other and grabbed him by the wrist, something he had learnt before was never a safe thing to do. He turned the guy back to face him a bit more roughly than he had intended but didn't bother to apologise. Right now he had questions that he wanted answering. His icy cold eyes questioned the other angrily.

“How did you…why did you say that?” He stammered loudly, his voice rising towards the end. He had no idea what this guy’s game was but he didn’t like the fact he seemed to know what he had been thinking and especially didn’t like the fact he knew about his and Ashlee’s problems back at home who he had told no one about.
A couple of people on the park turned to look at them on hearing the raised voice and he quickly dropped the grip he had around the guys wrist realising that it properly didn’t look good on his behalf. Keeping his voice hushed now, his eyes stared straight at the others as his questions turned into more of a plea.

“You don’t know anything about me so how do you know… You can’t… What?… How do you know about that?” He asked.
Admittedly, he was slightly freaked out; he couldn’t even get sentences to form properly as he spoke. Unless Ashlee knew the stranger and had said something then there was no way he could know and if she had been opening her mouth to people then there was going to be hell to pay.

[Skyler Eli Eastwood]

Skylar was about to turn around to give the boy some explanation to what he meant when he felt a hand grip his wrist rather tightly and looked at the other, blinking his eyes at him and opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. The boy looked surprised by what he said, he could also tell that it angered him slightly and he didn't need to read anyone's mind to know why he would be angry.

A soft sigh left him and he looked around at to see a few people had stopped to stare and he could hear what they were thinking. Turning his attention back to the boy, he said. Lets just say that your mind speaks the loudest of everyone in this park.....I was kinda drawn to you. He admitted shyly.

I'm sorry to have said anything, its really none of my business but I can't control my power..... He added and hoped that the boy wouldn't yell at him.

[Tyla Jackson]

Tyla waited patiently for his answer though he couldn’t help biting down on his tongue to stop himself yelling more at the stranger. His glare never left the others eyes as he watched him carefully. The other glanced around the park and Tyla could still feel eyes on him. It took a great deal of effort to not turn around and yell at them too. As much as he loved attention at the best of times, this wasn’t the kind he basked in too well.

His glare was swapped for that of an even more confused person than before. His eyes stayed narrow as he listened.
His thoughts were loud? He kept his thoughts to himself at the best of times so what the hell was this guy talking about? The only people he would ever share his thoughts with were his friends but they weren’t around anymore. He shook his head as he tried to make sense of what the stranger meant, clearly still not happy that he hadn’t got a straight answer.

The guys timid voice helped him keep his frustration down, he was in no mood to play games or solve riddles but something about the guys expression told him this guy wasn’t playing with him.
As the guy carried on, Tyla felt his fists clench slightly.
Power? What power? Was this guy insane?

“You’re not making any sense and I want to know…now!” He snapped, quickly covering his mouth when he realised he was still yelling.
He took a step closer to the guy, watching him suspiciously as he spoke, this time keeping his voice under control.
“You made this your business when you mentioned my life so I want to know what you know and how… And stop speaking in riddles coz I’m really not in the mood for games.” He hoped to maybe get some straight answer from this guy, god knows what he would do if he found someone had been talking about him which was the only reasonable explanation he could think of.

“And just for the record, stop mentioning powers or you’re gona end up in a nut house.” He added quickly, a slight smirk crossing his face before he wiped it of and replaced it with the same scowl he'd held so far.


occ~he'll chill soon enough xP haha

[Skyler Eli Eastwood]

It was obvious that words didn't even make since to the stranger or even brought his some comfort in answers. He wasn't quite sure how to just put it out that he could read minds, maybe he should just be straightforward with the boy. He took a half step back when the boy got closer to him and just blinked his eyes at the other.

I can read minds......I read yours and I can read everyone else's in this park. He said, finally just being straightforward with the other.

He sigh I've already been in the nut house.....and I am telling you the truth, nobody has been talking about you or about your business...I just know it because I heard it. He added.

[Tyla Jackson]

Tyla blinked hard as he listened to the stranger talk again. Was he for real? He had no idea but he didn’t have any cocky remark to throw back this time. He was speechless. As the guy carried on his…explanation, Tyla turned to call Max over, over looking back at him again once he had finished.
He rolled his eyes as he bent down to pet his pup.

“Hmm, and now I see why you were in the nut house.” He exclaimed as he tried not to laugh. Still, it ate away at his mind that there was no other way this guy could have known what he had been thinking. He bit his lip and though for a few seconds, unsure of weather to believe him or not. Of course, it sounded absolutely insane. He found himself wondering whether he could trust this guy and take his word for it. If it wasn’t true then he’d find out eventually but right now he wasn’t in any position to be picking fights with people he really had no evident reason too. Plus his number count on friends wasn’t particularly high right now.

Taking to his feet again, he ran a hand through his hair and turned back to the guy. His eyes wondered over the other suspiciously before letting out a long sigh and holding his hand out.

“I’m Tyla… and this here is max.” He said as he gestured to the dog. He felt almost hesitant to give anything else away about himself.
“…But I suppose you already knew that…tell me, if what you say is true then what’s on my mind now?” he asked simply, his voice sounding like he wasn’t really that bothered though his determination to get the truth still got the best of him.
He had to admit to himself, the guy was starting to intrigue him slightly. Without thinking about it, that was all that went through his head. Unintentionally of course but he was interested now and wanted to know more.

[Skyler Eli Eastwood]

Skylar knew he sounded insane, but it was the truth and he wasn't going to try and hide it from someone when he pretty much gave it away. A soft sigh left him when the boy said he could see why he was in the nut house. The truth was, he was only in there because he had those powers and his parents and army feared him.

He could hear the boy thinking on whether or not to believe him and that was completely understandable because he wasn't sure if he would believe someone if they told him that. I'm Skylar. He said.

Tyla picked up his dog, eying him once more with suspicion and held his hand out which Skylar took and gave him a nice shake before releasing his hand and gave Tyla a soft smile. Your wondering whether or not to trust me and something about your number of friends not being the highest right now. He replied.

[Tyla Jackson]

The stranger introduced himself as Skylar, an interesting name which Tyla kind of liked. He half returned the smile Skylar gave him but it quickly disappeared when he was able to repeat everything Tyla had just thought. He raised an eyebrow and stared at the guy, his eyes widening in shock as he took a step back and felt the colour drain from his already pale face.

“What the actual fuck….” Was all he could manage. His voice wavered a bit but he still kept his eyes on the guy. So he was telling the truth? He chewed on his lip as he tried to get his head around it but knew that this wasn’t something that people just took in lightly.
Plus he wasn’t too keen on having someone able to see what was going on in his mind. Especially someone he didn’t know.

“Well, I’m sure that was a one off…” he said slowly, though he already knew Skylar had got his question right perfectly. A chill ran up his spine as he placed max back down and watched him wonder over to where he had left his book and guitar.
Turning to face the guy again, his eyes avoided contact this time; he swallowed hard on the lump forming in his throat and carried on; there wasn't really any other way he could react to this than freak out which he wasn't one for doing very often.

“I guess I owe you an apology then for yelling at you. Seriously though, it’s a bit rude reading peoples thoughts like that.” He said, his tone relaxing more but he still held the same stern edge to his voice as picked at his hands, a natural thing he did when something made him nervous.

[Skyler Eli Eastwood]

The reaction was one that he expected. People usually either reacted stunned, interested or scared. This power and his water manipulation are what really gotten him in trouble. His other power, blood healing; was one that could heal any wound with a few droplets of his blood but that power never gotten him in trouble.

Before he could say anything more, he listened and just nodded, keeping a perfectly white smile on his pretty face."I am sorry for reading your mind, I cant help it sometimes......you have a very strong mind and those tend to stick out, regardless if I want to read or not." He said.

He sat down now, still keeping his distance from Tyla. "Well....would you like to talk about anything or do you now trust me?" he asked.

[Tyla Jackson]

Tyla nodded his head slowly as the guy spoke, almost as though accepting his explanation but still unsure of what to make of it. He suddenly felt like his mind wasn’t even private anymore. A slight scowl creased his face as he narrowed his eyes at the guy but knew there was no point yelling at him anymore if it wasn’t his fault. Instead, he sighed and watched the guy as he took a seat on the floor.

Glancing back at max, he knew his stuff would be safe where he left it and Skylar’s next words gave him a slightly more positive view on the place. He hadn’t been able to talk to anyone for a long time, not since moving anyway and he wasn’t one to go looking for new friends either so the guys question was almost and invite to him.

He shoved his hands in the pockets of the military style jacket he was wearing and took a few cautious steps closer to Skylar, stopping a few paces away from him and dropped lightly to his knees. Of course he didn’t trust him yet, he didn’t know anything about him apart from he could trespass in people’s heads and that shouldn’t have been a good thing to most people but it was interesting all the same.

He opened his mouth as though to say something then closed it again before looking at the guy once more, his eyebrows still furrowed in confusion but there wasn’t much more to understand. He had to be telling the truth and Tyla was just going to have to accept it.

“I don’t trust people...” He said coldly, his eyes looking at the sky as a few clouds rolled over.
“I’m not saying that to be rude but I don’t know you. I trust what you said is true, if not then I have no evidence so I guess you’re ok for now.”
A slight smile cut across his face causing his dimples to show more than he liked and he chuckled lightly to himself. He was trying hard to get out of his old ways; learn respect and stop causing arguments. Of course, his strong headedness and stubbornness still got the best of him from time to time and he’d say a petty threat but unless in physical danger, nothing was meant by it.

He averted his gaze to the other now, the slight smile still on his face as carried on.
“You can’t learn to trust until you can be trusted yourself… at least that’s what she says. And she doesn’t trust me at all. I did try telling her but she says I’m scared and looking for an excuse to run again… that’s why we moved here...a place where she knew I wouldn’t know anyone and be free from distractions but to be honest it just makes me feel lost and hate her even more...”
He quickly cut himself of and dropped his gaze to the floor when he realised he had phased out and had been rambling on to some guy who probably didn’t want to hear, even though he had started the conversation by giving his advice in the first place.

[Skyler Eli Eastwood]

Apr 12, 2012 17:15:52 GMT -6 Tyla Jackson said:

Tyla nodded his head slowly as the guy spoke, almost as though accepting his explanation but still unsure of what to make of it. He suddenly felt like his mind wasn’t even private anymore. A slight scowl creased his face as he narrowed his eyes at the guy but knew there was no point yelling at him anymore if it wasn’t his fault. Instead, he sighed and watched the guy as he took a seat on the floor.

Glancing back at max, he knew his stuff would be safe where he left it and Skylar’s next words gave him a slightly more positive view on the place. He hadn’t been able to talk to anyone for a long time, not since moving anyway and he wasn’t one to go looking for new friends either so the guys question was almost and invite to him.

He shoved his hands in the pockets of the military style jacket he was wearing and took a few cautious steps closer to Skylar, stopping a few paces away from him and dropped lightly to his knees. Of course he didn’t trust him yet, he didn’t know anything about him apart from he could trespass in people’s heads and that shouldn’t have been a good thing to most people but it was interesting all the same.

He opened his mouth as though to say something then closed it again before looking at the guy once more, his eyebrows still furrowed in confusion but there wasn’t much more to understand. He had to be telling the truth and Tyla was just going to have to accept it.

“I don’t trust people...” He said coldly, his eyes looking at the sky as a few clouds rolled over.
“I’m not saying that to be rude but I don’t know you. I trust what you said is true, if not then I have no evidence so I guess you’re ok for now.”
A slight smile cut across his face causing his dimples to show more than he liked and he chuckled lightly to himself. He was trying hard to get out of his old ways; learn respect and stop causing arguments. Of course, his strong headedness and stubbornness still got the best of him from time to time and he’d say a petty threat but unless in physical danger, nothing was meant by it.

He averted his gaze to the other now, the slight smile still on his face as carried on.
“You can’t learn to trust until you can be trusted yourself… at least that’s what she says. And she doesn’t trust me at all. I did try telling her but she says I’m scared and looking for an excuse to run again… that’s why we moved here...a place where she knew I wouldn’t know anyone and be free from distractions but to be honest it just makes me feel lost and hate her even more...”
He quickly cut himself of and dropped his gaze to the floor when he realised he had phased out and had been rambling on to some guy who probably didn’t want to hear, even though he had started the conversation by giving his advice in the first place.

Skylar watched as Tyla's eyes narrowed at him, he knew why though and it was understandable. He could hear Tyla's thoughts and almost felt alittle bad for the guy, he moved here because of a woman and he didn't even seem happy with her, actually he wasn't happy with her from what he got off from the others thoughts.

He just nodded at Tyla's words and kept a small smile on his face for encouragement. It didn't bother him that much that Tyla didn't trust him or that he didn't trust anyone for that matter. He listened to Tyla's words, just nodding softly to what he was saying. Why did you move here.....I mean I haven't heard anything from your thoughts and I would rather hear it from your mouth anyway. He said.

[Tyla Jackson]

Skylar’s words caught Tyla of guard. Again he found himself opening his mouth and closing it like a fish out of water but no words came out. That was because he didn’t have an answer. He thought about it for a few moments. Why was he here? Just because he didn’t have the heart to tell her the truth? Or because he knew there was no point arguing anymore; he never won anyway. Everyone had told him it was for the best and he had to take responsibility now.

He groaned loudly in frustration and rolled onto his stomach propping his head up with his hands.
“You probably couldn’t read them because I don’t actually know. Something about settling down and growing up, I just followed orders because everyone said it was the best thing to do and I would have been selfish not too.”

A humoured laugh escaped his throat as he rubbed impatiently at the bridge of his nose.
“She’s pregnant…again… and she says she needs me. We lost the first one and I decided it wasn’t what I wanted anyway…but I still stayed with her because everyone said it wasn’t the right time and it wouldn’t be right for me to hurt her even more than I was already doing…and now here we are…in the same predicament as last time but this time I have nowhere to run too.”

He realised how selfish he sounded but didn’t really care. He’d never asked for this and now regretted every day he led her on. it ate him up and spat him out and though he would never admit it, he didn't want to hurt her anymore. People always said it was just worry and nerves getting to him but they didn’t know the things he had done behind her back, the ways he hurt her emotionally when he told her. He couldn’t even say he was sorry because he wasn’t but she still wanted him.
Some people just don’t make sense.

He glanced back at Skylar and grinned again.
“Anyway, I’m kinda stuck here now. What’s your story? And what’s up with that nut house you told me about?” he asked, attempting to turn the spotlight of him for once and learn more about the guy in front of him.