Work was just finishing up, and I was wide awake. My AHDH was making me jumpy, more than usual. I walked down the street, wearing my headphones and walking around casually. I knew the place was closing now, I had done my research, I knew everything, patrols and everything. I looked around the mall, looking for a high window entrance or something.

"Percy?" I heard a voice ask while I was about to break the window. I jumped slightly, nearly falling off the ledge that I was resting on. I needed to think of an excuse fast, I don't know who is down there, but it's someone I know. If they call the police on me, I will be in deep shit.

"Hello there person I cannot see." I did a small wave, because they could obviously see me. I gulped nervously, clinging onto the edge like my life depends on it. I didn't want to climb back down after 10 minutes of me attempting to get up and finally succeeded. I sighed, and hopped down. It was about a 10 feet drop, but I had a garbage this under me, so it was only 5 feet, two jumps.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He asked, I walked closer to the voice, that I recognized but cannot place. I turned on the flashlight and aimed it at the person, and I gasped when I saw who it was.

"Jason? I should be asking you the same thing!" I argued back, whisper yelling because god knows that actually yelling would get us both in shit. And I don't want to do anything else as risky as this little stunt.

"I came here because I heard some pretty loud noise. The dumpster moving, so I came to check without." Jason. The perfect boy, had to be a hero. Why couldn't he just stay in his own damn business! He already ruined my life, besides it can't get any worse. I'll get the ring to Mrs. Smith then hand myself into the police, I'm done living with Gabe, and I refused to kill myself, because my mom would be disappointed. "Now what are you doing here? Trying to rob the mall."

"It's not- I'm not robbing anything. Just needed to get away." I stuttered a bit. Great a lying? Yeah right! I stuttered and second guessed my answer.

"Right behind a mall? Across town, far away from your apartment?" Jason said wth a raised eyebrow.

"Why are you still asking questions? You sure don't fucking care, so before you get involved in my business, actually give a damn. And you never will, so might as well leave." I said, standing on the dumpster. I was going to hand myself in anyways, I don't care if Jason saw me.

"I'm trying to stop you from making a stupid mistake!" Jason growled at me. I kicked a rotting apple core at him.

"I don't care! Jail is better than where I live anyways." I grumbled. I felt weak and vulnerable, like when I found out I would be left alone with Gabe because he killed my mom. Tears started streaming down my face quickly, and I rushed to wipe them away, but Jason already saw me. Great, now he will tell everyone that I'm a crybaby.

"Are you okay?" He asked, and he sounded like he cared, like he wanted to know what was going on.

"No, never have, never will. I'm doing this, I'll hand myself into the police after, I don't want to roam anymore. I want to sit in a fucking cell where I can rot. Besides, jail is where I can be free, free from the pain, the depression, anxiety, expectations, lies, anorexia, insomnia, and knowing that I have nothing to live for." I said sadly. Opening the window without sounding alarms.

Jason seemed to be stuck, frozen in place. His eyes were widened to the point where I thought his eyeballs would fall out. I couldn't stand talking to him anymore, I had to leave. I already told him way to much, why I did, I don't really know, I just felt like I could open up in some dark, twisted way.

Sorry for short chap, next one it going to be long