"What!?" I spat, why do I have to be such a bitch I immediately thought after I replied.
"How do you know my name?" I said quietly and softly. I looked up into his eyes for a quick second and looked away. Our eyes met for a quick minute his eyes held fear and nervousness within them yet his facial expression showed pleading.
A small grin appeared onto his lips, "Your key chain." He answered.
At first I was going to say 'my what?' but then I remember the keychain my mother, sister and I made when I was eight. Good times, good, fun times. Oh how I missed them terribly. I yearned for those good old days. When were a big happy family. Now, it went all down the drain.
'Don't cry, don't cry' I chanted in my head over and over. I'm pretty emotional you see. But don't call me an emo, I hate labels so much. People don't know shit about me and then they think they know me like the back of their hand. No you don't know me nor will you ever. My fists then balled up in anger, my face getting hot at the moment.
Once again he took my hand, I was like a bomb at any minute I was going to explode. Don't mess with me. I took my hand away for the second time but this time I wasn't as mean and rude about it.
"Please just stop." I whispered sincerely. Or at least it came off as sincere.
"Your kind of mood swingy, it's hard to approach you." Zane confessed, I looked into his brown eyes they were tired yet soft and generous.
"I know." I heaved a sigh and looked the other way. "Zane..." I trailed his name lingering in the conversation.
Why couldn't he be a nice boy and let me jump from this ten feet building? Wait a minute! Do nice boys even let you jump of buildings? Probably not, I mean the guys at my school yes, they wouldn't care and let me go. I babbled in my head. I babble a lot in my head. Does that even make sense?
He walked away from the ledge as if he were giving up in defeat. Oh thank goodness! Crazy psycho finally giving me my way! Zane's back was to my face, I could quickly do this, and he wouldn't know! I'm such a genius! I thought.
I was about to move when he finally walked back to me quickly a serious face painted against his skin.
"Why don't we make a deal?" The boy asked with an arched brow. Can that be his poker face?
"What kind of deal?" I said, I was very skeptical about this 'deal'
"The deal is if you don't jump off, I'll try not talk to you again." Zane said with a sad face...
"I'm liking the sound of that." Sticking my hand out ready to make the deal official.
But then he shook his head. Umm? "But..." 'There's always a 'but' in a deal' I thought
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Teen FictionTrinity is not your normal girl, in fact she's the opposite. She's the school's weird chick. Her mother died when she was little and this took a toll on her behavior. As she goes through a depression state, she finds herself about to jump off of a...
