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“What??”

Your voice raised a bit in surprise. You think you have to clean your ears 'cause what did she just said ??

The girl's grip tightening, she clenched your hands tightly around the handle of the knife. Her hands are shaking, no, her whole body is.

“D-Do it- Just do it!” She demanded, her breathing became heavier, causing your heart to drop.

You can't. You really can't. This isn't right. You tried pulling your hands away, but they're already caught tight and it hurts! What will happen if she gets mad and hurts you with this random knife in this world? It could be so bad..but question is; how can you help someone that would never accept help from you?

But if you don't do it now, what else can you do?

“I..i dont get it..” The words slipped out before you could even utter a syllable, “you're asking me to kill..you?”

She turned around, slowly, and looked at you with an icy gaze.

Her eyes were filled with pain, sadness, desperation, fear. Fear of herself, of what could become of her, of who might possibly hurt her if you don't do anything.

It all doesn't make sense.

“yes!” She answered, desperately.

It was the last straw for you. How many times had people seen her act like this?
She didn't deserve this, not from anyone. She deserved the world, not from anyone. But she was hurting so much that she decided it was the only way to cope.

Your heart dropped in realization.

“Please! Please..kill me. Kill me now. I don't care anymore what happens to me, just end my suffering. Stop it all!” She pleaded, tears pouring down from her face.

It was the last straw for you. She needed to live..even if you don't want to kill her, you still have to try. But you couldn't. This was wrong, all wrong.

“No.”

She turned around sharply at your words, glaring daggers at you.

You weren't going to kill her.

You wouldn't.

But you wouldn't help her either.

“You.. You won't kill me? You'll let me live like this?” She choked, “Do you have any idea how they're treating me here?! They're all horrible! All the adults treat me as if I'm a burden and a waste of time..like i'm nothing!! They treat me like trash-” She continued, voice trembling, as more tears poured down from her eye, “Why can't you do a simple request??”

“Violence is not an option, little one” You said, almost immediate.

“Oh but it is!” She growled, suddenly looking desperate, “They wont allow a child to walk through their halls without getting beaten! And then when they found out more about you, they made you take medication to control them, to stop it from showing up. It made everything worse.” She clenched her jaw, holding both side of her heads, “they're keeping me trapped here, they keep trying to force things onto me, they won't leave me alone!” Her eyes widened in sudden realization, “oh god..” she covered her face, taking deep breaths, trying to calm down.