**BAD LANGUAGE AHEAD** Just putting that out there. Spent quite a long time on this so I'm pretty satisfied. I hope you enjoy!

Pathetic.

Tears hit the grass.

She was pathetic to even look at.

Jordan gasped, rubbing her knuckles gently on the tender skin of her cheeks. Olive green eyes were filled to the brim with tears, smearing the light amount of mascara on her chesnut-colored eyelashes.

"Let me out! Let me out!"

Those were the only words that would come to her fragile mind.

Those begging words, she hoped, would get her out of there.

She kept fighting back, kicking and punching, biting and scratching, until without warning, her body tumbled back onto the Animus in a crumpled heap. Her arms would no longer work, falling similarly to a rag doll that had been thrown across the room. The pain in her abdomen grew stronger, as did the extreme migraine. The hands released her body and all she could feel was the cold. She was wearing a sweater, a thick one at that, and it felt like the room was below zero in temperature. Her body shivered, curling up involuntarily.

All they did was watch.

She couldn't feel a thing. She couldn't process what they were saying, what they were doing. Her breathing became shallow and taken in short breaths. One last breath. One last gaze at the darkness of the skyscraper. One last silent goodbye to the evil people surrounding her. They could hurt her no more.

Fuck.

Fuck it all.

Gritting her teeth and sliding her tongue on the roof of her mouth, she felt the angry tears flow like a river. The depression left her Animus generated body as soon as it came and was quickly engulfed by fury. She wanted to throw a tantrum; stomp her feet, toss things across the island and just simply scream until her vocal chords could no longer handle it. He watched. Arms crossed with a sad, maniacal smile. She needed this. Keeping her emotions bottled up would only allow her to burst like a balloon filled with too much helium. Having these mood swings would only bring her closure.

"I-If you're gonna wa-watch-!" Jordan sobbed, hiding her face in her hands before she could finish her insult.

Clay didn't say a thing, refraining from retorting with a witty remark. She was a kid. A teenager. She had a whole life ahead of her, full of good decisions and amazing achievements to be reached. It was cut short before she could show her absolute potential as a human being. She didn't deserve to be pushed around any further. She didn't need the constant teasing from him. Sighing as his smile faded, he sat beside her, feeling a bit awkward. It wasn't everyday that he made someone feel better.

"Hey," He nudged her gently on the arm. "Don't cry. You look like a pussy."

Jordan sniffed and raised her head. Eyes red and cheeks littered with dry tears, she gave Clay a quick glance. She wiped her cheek with the pad of her fingers.

"G-gee, thanks." She blinked to prevent anymore tears.

"Okay, maybe I have to re-think that." Clay glared at the gray sky, chewing on his tongue as he tried and tried to pop up with an extremely kind way to help. Yeah, being that nice wasn't his thing. Not even close. "Y'know, some guy once said that you should never frown. Someone else could be falling in love with your smile."

"B-but-," Jordan stopped herself, sighing. The tears welled up again. "I.. You like my smile?" She asked innocently, eyes darting to try and locate any body language that hinted if he did.

"I never said I did. But, hey, whatever floats your boat."

She hit him in the arm with a backhand slap, taking in a sharp breath. She hated that. Always, after she cried, those sharp breaths would come until after fifteen minutes. She found it strange, why her body did that. Clay grinned and ruffled the teen's hair. Jordan laughed. He was a friend, no longer a major enemy. He was beginning to seem like a nice guy. However, Jordan figured he would never act like this around others.

"There's that adorable smile of yours!"

"Ha!" She poked his cheek and crossed her arms in success, another sharp breath coming. "I knew you liked my smile."

She was the only exception.

"Tell Desmond and I'll delete you."

Jordan grinned, whistling innocently as she stood up. Clay glared.

"Oh Desmond!~" She sang as she skipped away.

Yeah, the only exception AFTER Clay was done deleting her sorry ass.

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