Dangerously Close (Aris x Reader)

12) Another Failed Attempt

I didn't want to be here. I did not want to be stuck in a tent with Mary and Brenda. She was drawing our blood and asking a million and one questions. ‘Are you okay? Are you in pain? Blah, blah, blah’.

“I’m fine,”I repeated, resisting the urge to roll my eyes.

“I’m fine too,”Brenda shrugged.

“Okay. If you feel off-”
Not caring to hear the rest of her sentence, I walked off to my little cliff again. Aris is probably with his friends so for once I will finally get to be alone.

“Y/N-”
“What the hell do you want?”I snapped, turning to see the Thomas kid. Crossing my arms over my chest, I glared at him as I waited for him to speak.

“Aris said if I saw you to tell you if you wanted you could sit with him and his friends,”He explained, stepping back for a moment.

“Oh. Okay,”I nodded.

“Are you-”
“Bye,”I said shortly, heading to my cliff anyway. I’ve had enough of everyone in the world. How do you go from being all alone to being around a bunch of people? Seriously? Can I just sit in silence? I’ll help if someone wanted, but can I just not speak? Can nobody speak?

I should have pretended I was mute.

Sighing, I walked over to my only sanctuary here. Sitting down, I let my feet dangle over the edge as I leaned back. With my hands behind my head, I kept a subtle grip on the weapon concealed in my hair as I looked at the sky.

Being alone is great. They say social isolation is torture, but I really wouldn't mind. Nobody to bother me? Yes please.

I don't need anyone. I’m glad about it too. If I depended on someone I would be weak. I’d be dead. I wouldn't be here to regret not running off.

I want to run off anyway. What if I just ran off right now? Nobody would notice, right? Mary might be curious for a moment but shrug it off when she realized I wasn't coming back. Aris would care for around a week and go back to his friends. Nobody else knows me. There is literally nobody who would actually do something about me leaving.

I wonder if I’m capable of getting out without anyone noticing? Or maybe there's other ways out?

Pulling my feet back up, I tucked my knife into my bra. When I was sure it would stay I scooted forward. Laying on my stomach, I leaned over the edge of the cliff.

Yep. Still deadly.

If I could reach the first branch though, I’d be able to slide down for a minute before hitting another one. As long as I don't severely injure my ankle I could crouch down and pull myself down. From there, I would use the pieces hanging out the sides to scale down. After a minute of that, I’ll slide down until I hit the boulder. From there, I’ll get myself down around four branches, jump more boulders, slide down, and be done.

Yeah. I could do it.

Sitting up, I turned around and moved back. Digging my hands into the dirt, I used my feet to give me enough grip to go back. Taking my time since there weren't any threats (that I’m aware of), I repeated my process until my fingers were scraping the very edge.

Looking down, I moved my body over to the left before letting go. Keeping my boots in the cliff, I let my hands scrape the wall as I kept looking down. Angling myself over more, I let my foot land on that branch.

Wincing for a moment at the contact, I bit my lip to hold back a groan as I held on. Pulling my body up, I sat down on it to make sure I had correctly calculated my next move.

I had. I always do. Physically and mentally, I’m as sharp as they come. I’m not bragging. It's the truth. If I wasn't, I’d be dead. The only things I can't do are strangle (my hands get sweaty and my stomach is left exposed which lets people kick me), and useless things. Why do I need to talk to people or make human connections? Who wants to do that though?