Mount Olympus [6]

Riley

I sigh again, "It's girl stuff," I respond, running a hand through my hair.

Grayson

I hesitate, "You can still talk to me about whatever it is, Rye. Please."

Riley

"That'd be awkward," I feel the freckles on my face before sitting atop the sink and taking out the pocket knife underneath the sink.

Grayson

I swallow, setting a hand on the door, "I wouldn't care, Rye. I love you. Awkward or not."

Riley

"I choose not to though," I respond, staring at the knife in my hand.

Grayson

I swallow and take a step back, throwing on my jacket and shoes. Shaking my head, I open the window and fly out of the house.

Riley

I hesitate before slitting my wrist. Wincing, I slide to the ground and drop it, bringing my knees to my face.

Grayson

I turn around and sit on the roof, looking down at everything.

Riley

I suck it up and stand, knowing I had to do that. I head to the sink and wash it out, the blood practically making me faint. I fall and bring a hand to my forehead, crying.

Grayson

I sense her emotions and head back, slipping my jacket and shoes off but finding her still in the bathroom. Worried, I sit on the bed and cross my arms.

Riley

I wipe my eyes and wrap my wrist up before opening the door and walking out into the kitchen.

Grayson

I watch her and hesitate before following, noticing the bandage around her wrist, "Rye..."

Riley

"Stop!" I bring my hands to my ears, dropping by the corner.

Grayson

I swallow and freeze in step, "W-what did I do?"

Riley

I shake my head, crying as I start shaking.