
She shook her head, "Nope."

She looked into his blank eyes, "I won't," she whispered.

She sighed, "Fine," she mummbled.

She just shrugged, even though he couldn't see.

"How? All I said was you were being rude....thats not really standing up."

"I can't handle anything, all through out the day I just want to crumble into a ball and cry. I never stand up for myself and I'm fucking suicidal."

"Or maybe I'm really good at pretending," retorted.

"That's because I act tough for everyone."

"Because I'm too weak to handle life," she said sadly.

"Not at the momment," she said after a minute.

She sighed, "I wouldn't try and kill you."

Erik clapped, "10 starts," he said jokeingly.

Erik smiled as she landed.

She looked at him confused, "How do I scare you?"