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Gift for the Darkness
Topic Started: May 15 2017, 02:21 AM (790 Views)
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((Hazel Jung continued from Where WIll You Stand When the Flood Comes? ))

There was something about Hazel's mindset since they had heard about Jeremy that just made her angry and depressed at everything. Jordan had stepped on a twig. She flinched and glared. Birds chirped. What the fuck did they have to be so happy about? Nate sniffled and her fist clenched. She didn't say anything to them. It was a horrific tangle of not wanting to be a bother and at the same time feeling like they wouldn't understand how she felt, and she resented them for both.

She wanted to scream, to hear her voice pierce the sky above them, for at least some part of her to reach high up enough to escape this nightmare. Not possible though, and it would call attention to them.

Hazel hardened in her anger and her anxiety and her fear of everything. Jordan hadn't tried to talk to her about it. She thought they were friends, but maybe they weren't. She wasn't sure what to do with Nate. Since they'd picked him up a feeling in her throat had started to grow like she always had to cry, but was just on the wrong cusp of being able to. She vacillated between being mad at him for who knew why and thinking that maybe he was right. They were trapped in Hell and why shouldn't they stretch out their stay? She didn't know he'd leave on his own accord soon.

They'd gone to bed for the night near some trees a safe distance away from the edge, which had some ancient fencing as an extra precaution. She turned over in the middle of the night, restless, unable to sleep. Hazel debated for who knew how long about what to say and if she should say it. She stared at the Jordan-shaped horizontal body not far from her and pulled up the jacket she was using as a poor man's blanket.

"Jordan?" she ventured. He seemed to stir.

"Nate's gone..." she said quietly.

"Jeremy's gone too."
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Hazel moved the hair away from her face and sat up, bringing the jacket around to cover her shoulders. She scooted forward until she was sitting in front of Jordan. The wind came through and she shuddered, pulling the fabric tighter to her body. Her heart felt heavy. She looked at the dirt by Jordan rather than at him.

"Dunno why. I guess..."

A few seconds of silence passed with nothing but the nearby sound of the ocean.

"People deal differently."

Her responses were short and choppy like she was trying to say as little as possible. Her right hand left the jacket she was holding around herself and went to the ground where her stare was concentrated. Hazel's fingers walked forward towards the boy like a spider.

"There's not a lot of people left. I thought for sure we would be toast by now, but..." she swallowed loudly. "...we might have a shot. Would you....kill? "
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Hazel exhaled shakily while listening to Jordan. It hurt her that he seemed defeated, not in the same way as Nate, but that he didn't think that he could make it to the end. It was weird, but she wanted him to believe in himself. However, a "Believe in yourself!" talk probably wasn't appropriate when the ultimate goal is to kill or otherwise outlive all your friends and classmates.

"I'm not sure," she said, looking at Jordan. She half-smiled, though it didn't reach up to her eyes.

Hazel leaned forward, and at once both her hand and her lips made contact with him. She tilted her head and swooped up from under while the heel of her hand rested just under his ear, fingers going back around his neck.
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((Skipping around to get this done, apologies!)

Her eyes snapped open and her head whipped in the direction of the noise. The slight butterflies in her stomach soured and died.

Her breath caught in her throat, her eyebrows knitted upward in concern. She pulled away and drew her hand back like Jordan's skin was a stove top she'd touched.

"I-I'm sorry," she whispered, panicked.

Thoughts were zooming around in her head and crashing into each other. Happy he was back, bitter he left her to begin with, scared that he had killed two people, worried about him. Hazel's eyes welled up as she looked out into the darkness, waiting for him to materialize.

Hazel fell backwards away from the source of the sound, still staring. Her eyes narrowed and the tears threatened to spill over. Hazel was frozen to the spot.

Hug me, don't kill me, I hate you, stay by my side, go back to being my friend, talk to me, leave me alone, be my last memory, wait for me on my break and we can smoke, you're a murderer
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She felt around behind her, hitting the canvass of her bag. Hazel dragged it in front of her and alternated quick looks. Up at him, down at the bag, back up, back down. She found the flashlight and flicked it on, pointing upward towards the mass.

Tears trickled down her face steadily seeing his blinking, confused face. She covered her mouth to muffle the sound and clumsily got to her feet. The beads clinging to her eyelashes blurred with the sudden light, making him something of a water color smear. She hiccuped and moved the back of her hand across her face, dropping the flashlight. It clicked off and it was dark again.

Her heart ached and she swallowed hard. He spoke and she felt her hand clench. She walked towards him.

"You should be," she said a little too loudly, a little too casually. He'd abandoned her when she was at her most vulnerable without a word, just left her while she was asleep.

Hazel punched Min Jae square in the left cheek.
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The breath was sucked out of Hazel and she felt a lightening strike of pain through her abdomen, before suddenly meeting with the ground. Everything was silent for a moment and all Hazel could see was the moon shining down on them above the numerous silhouettes of tree branches.

This is it, huh? At least it was nice and quick, wasn't it? I didn't even know there was someone there. I didn't even have the time to be scared.

Noise crashed back through when she realized Min Jae was screaming. Her hands had reflexively gone up to her wound, trying in vain to keep the blood from leaking out. A light shined brightly on her and she blinked a few times, tears rolling over her cheeks.

"Don't do that," she said simply. Her voice came out a little more gravely than usual. "I'm tired of pretending things are ok." They'd finally hit the point where avoidance was no longer an option, though it probably would have been good if she would have reached this point before blood was pouring out of her. She didn't mean any harm by it, she just couldn't bring herself to say how things were most of the time out of consideration for others.

Her hands tingled and she couldn't feel much, which was probably for the best. Hazel shakily sat up, despite protests from Min.

She and Jordan had been spared from seeing the terrible things on the island and she wasn't going to break that. She also didn't want for Min to have to suffer the experience of watching her come to a slow end.

“Hey Jae,” she offered him a bright smile, and leaned in to brush her lips gently across his cheek. "Changed my mind. I forgive you." She shakily got to her feet.

With that she mustered all her strength to half run, half hobble past him into the dark.

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Hazel zigzagged around a few trees before her legs gave out. She fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes. Her black hair covered half her face as she lay quietly among the leaves and grass. She rolled onto her back and stared wide-eyed up at the stars with her hand clamped over her mouth, muffling the occasional whine or gasp of pain. The wound was deep. The other girl had buried the knife up to the hilt in her right under her left ribs.

She loved them too much to have them watch her die, even if it meant she had to die alone. It wasn't so bad dying alone, because she knew that there were people who cared and just because they weren't right in front of her, didn't lesson their feelings. She loved them more than she loved herself, it made her happy to know that they wouldn't have to sit through the whole song and dance. Oh no, you're dying. Oh no, how sad. A thousand death scenes in a thousand plays.

As the color started to leave her once rosy cheeks and her hands became cold and heavy, Hazel could hear Min Jae trying to find her. Her glassy eyes didn't move from their position, reflecting back the scintillating sky. She felt bad about leaving Jordan, she didn't even say goodbye. He was such a good friend, they had so much fun together, even if half of it was just pretending until the fun became real. She hoped both of them weren't too mad at her and she secretly hoped Min Jae would find her after all just so she could see him one more time.

Hazel moved away some of the leaves by her hand and drew a heart in the dirt with her index finger. Her other hand fell away from her mouth.

Hazel Jung: Deceased
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