I woke up by myself with the sweet sounds of bird-chirps and the happy sun shining its rays. Yuck. All this happy feeling was disgusting; there was nothing to be happy about, I thought as the events of yesterday started replaying in my head. Happiness is not something given to people like me....that's something that I've come to learn in the pass years.
"Tyler!" the faint familiar male voice called out in the deafeningly silent forest. "Tyler!" this time it was closer. As if it was just below the tree, and I debated whether or not to answer. I jumped down from the tree, and landed firmly on the balls of my feet with a loud thump. It made the person jump and whip their heads back to the direction of the noise.
I wasn't surprised when I found that Carlisle was the owner of the voice. I
