Survive

Six

   Goddamn it. Goddamn it, goddamn it, goddamn it. My body was numb with pain. How on gods green earth could it not have worked? How?
"Oh my God! Willow! Holy shit, stay there!"  Mason was calling from the top of the cliff.
"Where else would I go, dumbass?" I muttered. Jesus, everything hurt. I'm pretty sure my body was entirely broken. The warm moisture of blood covered my body. "Shit. I need to stop bleeding." I tried sitting up, but pain shot through my torso and legs. "Mother fucker."
The next thing I knew, Mason met me at the base of the cliff. Panic was written all over his face.
"Willow! Oh my god! Willow! Are, are you ok? Holy shit, holy fucking shit! What do I even do?"
"Mason."
"Willow, oh my god, this is all my fault!" Tears swelled now.
"Mason." My voice faltered and shook with anger and pain.
"I'm so sorry, Willow, I'm so sor-"
"MASON! For the love of God shut the hell up!" A stunned and awkward silence filled the space between us. I winced in pain and wind blew effortlessly through the trees. I couldn't stand him. I couldn't stand the sight of him, or anyone. I took a breath, "Mason, go. Away. I do not need help. I do not want to be saved. Leave. Me. Alone."
"But...but Willow-"
"LEAVE Mason. Now." I now stared deep into his eyes. I wanted him to feel the fiery pain I felt, but at the same time just go. I wanted to die. I wanted silence. For once in my life, I wanted to lose. I wanted the jungle to take me. To know that it won. With every ounce of effort, I turned my head away from him and grew cold. He needed to know.
"I'm getting Cole." He turned on his heel and ran down the beach faster than I'd seen anyone in my life. Fuck Cole, I wanted nothing to do with him at all. What the hell could he possibly do to help? Nothing. I don't need him.
I made my head return to a resting position, and struggled to move anything else. I stopped fighting, and stared at the sky. It's brilliant blue calling me home. The crisp, white fluff that lingered offered to cleanse me of my sins and pains. The sun warmed my skin and hair, wrapping me in a blanket of comfort. This was my only friend, my only savior. The simplicity and comfort of nature. I let the sun hold me, and the clouds soothe the remaining pain that lingered in my limbs.
Sand crunched in the distance, but it wasn't fast. Whoever was walking was taking their time, a leisurely pace of consistency. As it drew closer I felt the need to call out. "Fuck off Cole, I don't need you. I don't want to see you either."
The steps were at my ear, but my eyes were closed, "Idiot. How naive can you be? First you run away from your problems rather than facing them, then you jump off a cliff, and next you assume I'm someone I'm not. You are truly a stupid and insignificant child." I couldn't manage to say anything else. I despised her, and I wasn't about to let her win. The crunching drew closer, and I heard her pick something up.
   A clunk, then darkness. Sweet relief.

To Be Continued...