A/N: okay here's the second chapter to I hope you dance. You know I've gotten more reviews for Why Can't we than this story? Well I guess this means you folks like comedy or you thought this story was a one shot...hm oh well. I update every two to three days so yea! Read on!
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Chapter Two
Its A Long Way Down
"What are you doing?" the man with the dark eyes asked.
"Let me go!" Hinata pleaded, but the grip on her wrist tightened.
"Do you really want to die that badly?" he asked.
"What I want is none of your concern, it was never anyone's concern!" Hinata whispered harshly.
"I don't care if you live or die. I just don't want to see someone die tonight of all nights." The man hissed.
Hinata flinched feeling uncomfortable under his penetrating gaze. Who was this man? Who did he think he was ordering around someone he barely knew around? Then again it didn't matter if it was a stranger or family. Hinata didn't let anyone take advantage of her. Hinata looked over the edge once more before sitting down. She let her legs hang idly over the cliff. She felt the man's hand leave her wrist, but she could still feel his presence near her.
After about five minutes of awkward silence, the man spoke.
"Its a long way down.".
The man said this more to himself than to her but Hinata nodded anyway.
"The water is freezing this time of night, and you probably would have been splattered on those rocks before you even reached the water."
Again, Hinata knew this. She couldn't count how many times she'd look out over this ledge. Wishing for death. There must be some God out there laughing at me, she thought. Everyone was always laughing. Hinata looked up at the man's silhouette, shining in the moonlight. He had dark ebony hair that was spiked slightly in the back with long bangs in the front. His skin was pale, but that could have been a trick of the moon. His cheek bones were prominent and refined and his eyes stared intently out over the ledge out to the sea. He looked like a Greek god. This is why Hinata loved the night. You couldn't hide behind make-up and masks at night like you could during the day. At night, her mask came off as well. She was truly an angry person. On the inside.
"Why do you want to die?" the man asked, startling Hinata from her melancholy thoughts.
"I-I can't stand being a-alive." Hinata whispered.
The man scoffed. "Deal with it. Sometimes the easiest way isn't the best way." The man said this to her as if reprimanding a child.
"How would you know?" Hinata hissed. Who was this guy telling her she can't die?
"I've tried." He rolled up his sleeves to reveal many pale scars criss-crossing each other over his wrists. "And its not easy."
Hinata took a sharp intake of breath. Hinata had never taken to cutting her own wrists. She wasn't into self mutilation. She had tried sleeping pills before but never had she overdosed.
The man then stood up.
"Jump off that cliff if you want, but what if you don't die going down?" and with that the man left.
Hinata looked over at her mother's grave once more. Mother, she asked, What would you have done if you were in my place? Would you jump? Or would you keep your feet firmly on the ground?
A/N: yes I know it was short but it feels long why I'm writing this on my cell phone. Any way reviews would be very nice!
T/N: I really like how beautiful and sad this story is. I was listening to happy music reading this so it put me in a kinda weird mood…Yah, so there really isn't much more to say about this…except READ AND REVIEW PLEASE! TESSA WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER!! And I do! I love you! And you! And you! So show some love for Paige and me and leave us a review! Yes? No? Maybe so?