AN: So this is what happened the night Riley almost met her death at a cliff. I though I needed to write it like this, and not in quotations. Thanks for reading!
"Are we going drag racing tonight? Racing that Jason Todd guy is fun." Riley climbed into the passenger seat of her boyfriend's car.
"There's something special I want to do tonight. It is your sweet sixteen, after all."
"Let's not stay out too late tonight, Lee. There's supposed to be a big storm tonight."
"Anything for you, babe." Lee sped off once they were both situated. He drove out to the woods outside the city and parked the car. Riley helped him carry a blanket to a clearing. When they sat down, Lee started kissing Riley. He laid her on her back, and they connected tongues. If anyone saw, it wouldn't have been pretty or sweet. It was unrefined teenage hormones. Lee moved his hand to Riley's breasts, and then lower.
Riley took his hand off, "Lee, I told you no, I'm not ready yet." Lee huffed and sat up.
"We've been dating for a while now, right? I think I'm entitled to some action."
"Lee, I said no. I'm saying no. So stop trying. When I'm ready to fuck you, I'll tell you."
"Well, I'm ready now. So spread your goddamn legs."
"Hell no. If you're going to be like this, just take me home and we'll talk about it when you aren't drunk." Riley stood, but Lee pushed her down.
"No. You aren't going to your fucking home yet." They resumed kissing, but Riley pulled out.
"Lee, I'm not really feeling up to this right now, and I'm getting kinda tired, and there are storm clouds rolling in. So just take me home."
Lee slapped her, "You'll go home when I fucking say you can go home."
Riley kicked him off, "Lee! I told you not to hit me anymore! You know what; I'm done with your bullshit. We're through. Take me home."
"Babe, please. I overreacted, and I'm sorry. This wasn't the full surprise. Can I make it up to you with it?"
Riley rolled her eyes, "Fine. But this is your last chance. Don't try anything. And I'm not fucking you."
"Alright. Come this way." Lee showed her through the bramble and weeds to a very high cliff overlooking the river.
"This is… this view is spectacular." Riley stood at the edge gaping.
"We're jumping. It's going to be such a thrill." Lee took off his shirt and held her hand at the edge.
"I'm not jumping. People die trying to jump off here. This is a common suicide hotspot. We aren't jumping, even if it would be thrilling."
"Just jump with me. Come on, it'll be fun."
"No, Lee. It's a bad idea; it'd kill us. Why do you have to be like this? Just, let's go, okay?"
"We're jumping. End of discussion." Lee grabbed Riley when she was walking away, and she resisted.
Riley punched Lee, and he tackled her to the dirt. Lee was strong and muscular, so she was easy to keep down. She thrashed with her knees and elbows, trying to remember what the safety instructor said to do when attacked. Riley hadn't paid much attention, so she wasn't winning.
"Stop fighting!" Lee yelled at her. She screamed for help, but no one would hear. Lee shouldered her while she slammed her fists against his back, demanding to be let go. Riley struggled out and tried to run, but Lee caught her arms. He dragged her to the edge.
"I'm not jumping you fucking lunatic." Riley shrieked at him. Lee had anger in his eyes. He hated it when she wouldn't listen to him. Before, he used to hit her when she disobeyed him. Often, Riley thought of no reason why she should be with him. The stunts they pulled were the only things keeping them together.
"Why won't you listen to me? You should listen to me!" Lee walked towards her. Riley tried to run again, but he shoved her down. Her back was hanging off the side.
"Lee, stop. Why would you do this, huh? You need help."
"Help? I don't need any fucking help." Lee kicked her out.
Riley fell, and as she fell she reached out and gripped a piece of the cliff. She brought both hands to the rock, but was unable to climb up. Thunder boomed in the sky and rain plunged to the earth.
"Help me up! Please!" Riley didn't know if he could hear.
"You're a bitch and a coward!" Lee dove. When he passed her, Riley grabbed his arm.
"Hold on!" She struggled to keep her grip.
"I'll be fine! I want to!"
"No!" But Lee let go anyway. It was only Riley holding. The rain loosened her hand on the rocks. If she didn't somehow climb out soon, they would both die.
Lee didn't want to die; he just wanted to feel the rush of falling. He was an extreme and angry person. Riley looked at him. She didn't know what he was capable of. Murder was close. But he needed help. Her hand slipped on the rocks, and on impulse, she used her other hand to steady herself.
She realized what she did. Looking down, she saw Lee fall to shallow rocks and die. Riley was left stuck with a dead body forty feet under her. There was no chance she could move and not plummet to her grave.
In the hours she was suspended, her hands burned. Brief moments passed where she thought she should let go. Eventually, she decided she needed to live with what she did. She would live. And not a week passed where she didn't think about Lee.