She did nothing as they tripped her up, her books spilling from her arms. She watched as half of her text books fell down the stairs, the guys laughed. She said nothing as she picked up her books, as other guys kicked them down the stairs.
"Hey, here" he muttered, he held a few of her books out to her. She looked at him, expecting the boy to throw them in her face. She turned and fled down the stairs, bending to pick up any books on her way down.
'Hinata not everyone is out to get you' Hitomi mumbled, annoyed with her twin
"I know Hitomi but he seemed like the type to do it" Hinata whispered, opening the door to her art class. She shrugged half heartedly and left her twin to be a mouse in the lion's den.
"Good morning Hinata, are we going to draw another portrait or are we going to try some real art today?" the teacher asked in a mocking tone, Hinata looked down at the floor ignoring her teacher.
"Again no answer from you" he muttered in discontent, turning away from the girl. She pulled out a sketch pad drawing a scene from memory, one that may or may not have been real. The boy was laughing, sitting in the sand behind a sandcastle and the girl was shrieking as the waves soaked her back with chilling water.
"Childhood memory?" someone asked from behind. Hinata turned to face the boy, the one from the stairwell. He placed her missing books on the table, still expecting an answer.
"I don't know" was her timid reply. He picked up one of her books she had left behind, opening it
"This is rather good, you should think about getting it published" she looked up at him from under her bangs shock registering on her face.
"I didn't mean to pry but it fell open when you dropped it" he didn't mention the group of boys that attacked her; he was doing the same thing she did every day. Pretend it never happened.
She closed her books, scooping them up in her arms and ran out the door.
Tears where streaking down Hinata's face when she reached home. 'You're a chicken Hinata, he was only being nice' Hitomi scolded
"I know i am" she murmured scared of her twin
'Maybe i should-' Hitomi never finished her sentence for her twin started yelling at her
"No, I remember what happened last time, you got me kicked out of a school that i liked i had a friend, no i am not letting that happening again" she hit her own head in desperation. She dumped her book bag by the door, making a break for the bathroom. She grabbed the antique straight razor that her father favoured, looking into the mirror
"Good bye Hinata" she screamed at her own reflection
'Hina what are you doing?' Hitomi screamed, grabbing at her wrist. A desperate attempt to snatch the blade off her twin.
"Hitomi I am no one" she said, her voice quavering. Hinata forced Hitomi from the room locking the door on her.
Hinata ran the blade across the length of her wrist, watching the blood well up at the wound. She dipped her finger in the blood, writing the words i am no one across the mirror. She dug the blade across the other wrist. Hinata collapsed into the bath tub, breathing heavily. She shut her eyes the lids heavy. She let out a sigh of relief, before drifting off into the black void.
'Hinata, wake up' she stirred in her sleep but refused to wake.
'Hinata wake up now' the other screeched, she jolt up straight at the sound. Hitomi grabbed her bandaged wrists dragging her twin out into the garden.
"Hitomi I'm so tired, i feel so tired all the time, i just want to sleep" Hinata murmured yawning; she laid her head down on Hitomi's shoulder. Hitomi just ran her fingers though her hair, letting her sleep.
'I'll take over for you Hinata, you just get some much needed rest' she whispered like she was singing a lullaby.