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"Excuse m-me? Would you mind if I sketched you...? I haven't got anyone else."

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Getting up, Haleigh began to stretch her leg and looked up at the lad. It hurt real bad and she just popped it a few days ago. This was certainly not good. Sitting down, the brunette bit on her lip as she tried to control her breathing due to her fear of her knee getting bad and falling off the roof. “Sorry,” she said softly. Letting out a breath, Haleigh propped herself up on her hands and continued to stretch her leg and exercise her knee.

"Er- Haleigh," she said. "Hi."

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As he started breathing slower and slower, Keegan's grip on the knife got looser. He stared down at her, his head tilting to the side in confusion. Something wasn't right about her-- she was hurt or something. His eyebrows furrowed and he tucked his switchblade into his pocket. "It's alright..." The brunet said slowly, nodding and crossing his arms over his chest, leering over her.

"I'm Keegan. Hi. Are you okay?"

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Usually, if Allie saw someone else was around, she’d walk away, completely avoiding them and any form of communication with anyone. But this was different- no one was ever on the roof before, it was the one place she thought that she had all to herself. Seeing the young man there was completely unexpected.

If he was there to give up on life, she had seen a couple of cases like that before. But she talked them out of it because they were her friends. Allie doubted any luck with a complete stranger. Walking up silently behind him, a few feet away from where he was sat, Allie sat down next to him, not close but not too far away either; just close enough for him to hear her over the hustle bustle of the world below them. She looked over at him and offered a small smile.

"D-Do you come h-here often?"

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Keegan peered up at her shyly and leaned away, wondering why a stranger was even asking, especially one he'd never seen on the rooftop or even in the apartment building before. Everyone he'd ever met on the rooftop minded their own business-- it wasn't exactly a place to socialize. It was a place to escape. The only things spoken on the roof were simple-- 'do you have a cigarette?' and 'are you going to jump?' Both questions, one innocent and the other almost loaded.

He offered a small but confused smile back, only nearly pulling himself from his thoughts enough to answer.

"Um... Kind of." Keegan mumbled and crossed his arms over his chest. "Why? Do you?"

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Haleigh was sick and tired of all the fighting at the flat. It was totally different considering that Charlie would practically almost kill her sister whenever they fought by just touching her. It was a good thing that Bradley could regenerate the energy and life that Bradley would suck out of her. She teleported herself onto a roof and began to walk to the edge.

Roofs have always been a safe haven for her. Ever since she and Jeremy were little. She loved the way everything else seemed so small and how all the big things seemed to be perfectly normally sized from up there. Seeing a boy on the roof, she gasped softly, scared that she might’ve put herself at risk, but he seemed to be oblivious about her presence. The petite brunette walked backwards slowly and tripped over one of the small tiles on the roof, banging her knee against the steel material with a loud ‘BANG!’

Turning over on her back, she grabbed her knee to her chest and held it with both her hands. “Fuckin’, shit,” she breathed out.

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Keegan jolted where he sat, his instincts kicking in as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small switchblade, flicking it out and jumping to his feet-- readier than ever to fight. He couldn't afford to be any less. Not alone, not on top of a roof, where anyone could come and attack him. He couldn't afford to let anyone hurt him-- not in the only safe place he knew. Keegan couldn't let this place be tainted by pain. This rooftop was the only thing he had left.

His heartbeat slowed when he saw a small, scared looking girl. He narrowed his eyes and kept his blade out, in case she wasn't nearly as harmless as she appeared. "Who are you?" He said slowly, trying to hide how shaky he was behind a strong bravado that he'd learned from years of lying to his parents.

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He was a good soul — — But when he lost what he once loved Darkness overcame him but with darkness comes [ light ] & he just needed someone to remind him of it.

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As the world kept swirling around him and the ground vanished from beneath his feet, Jaime stumbled into a desk. "Dammit. Fucking concussion." He cursed under his breath, leaned on the desk for support.

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Keegan curled in on himself on the edge of the building. It was a steep drop from where he was sitting, but he hardly cared. He could die and he knew it wouldn't make much difference. People like him-- bland people, the brown birds of the world-- were never missed when they died.

His phone went off again, nearly skittering off the edge of the building.

It was normal, but just thinking about his brother made his heart thud in his chest so loud it echoed all the way up to his ears. He hated living with his brother. He hated being away from his parents. He hated that Zach had free reign to hurt and scare him in any way he wanted-- that he had all the time and freedom in the world to take away any sort of innocence Keegan had left.

That was why he rarely came down from on top of the roof. He was safer on the roof... Or, at least, safe from his brother. Himself was another story.