With every step I take, a car passes by.
Of course, it was a bad idea to begin walking at night, on the sidewalk of a busy road.
But I didn't mind, I'm sure if someone tried to kill me, someone else would come and save me.
"It's dangerous." I stopped walking when I heard her voice, she hasn't talked to me in awhile, I was surprised she randomly appeared.
Especially here, I wasn't close to home or the school, I was nowhere near to where she usually catches me.
"I know," I said, and kept walking. "You really like doing dangerous things, don't you?" I chuckled and shook my head, keeping it down. I began walking again and stared at my moving feet, watching myself walk and trying to keep myself from touching the cracks in the ground.
"Not entirely, I just, don't mind." She kept her distance from me but was still close enough that I could hear her footsteps following mine.
I was tempted to sneak a peek at her like a child would at a gift, but I didn't, in case she might disappear again.
"You should enjoy your life while you have it, just so you know. It could be gone in a blink of an eye. Just like that, and... And you're dead." That hit me, my chest felt heavy with her words.
"I just... I don't know. I don't think people should be so afraid of death, it can't be that bad, right?" She stayed quiet for a few moments.
"It's not as bad as it seems, I guess..."
"How would you know though?" I asked, keeping my pace, I shifted my eyes to the cars and began watching them. "Don't worry about it."
Then I noticed, the last time a car passed by me and she was here, she left. But this time, she was walking with me. Or, behind me at least.
I decided not to bring it up, not wanting to start a confusing conversation.
"Do you not have a lot of friends?" I shook my head. "No, I have friends."
"Then why are you always alone?" I opened my mouth but no words came out, I slowed my walking a bit. "Sometimes it feels better to be alone than to be around other people and have to fake your emotions to keep them happy." I said. "That, that doesn't make sense. Friends are supposed to help and make you happy, why fake your emotions?" I scoffed and smiled. "You don't get it? Of course you don't, people like you never understand."
"People like me? What do you mean?" I rolled my eyes. "People like you, who have perfect lives. Perfect families, perfect friends, money, love, a home, everything. You wouldn't get it. You probably never will." She stayed quiet for a few moments.
"Okay..."
I knew that was harsh, I didn't know anything about her. I didn't know her life, but I was still betting on her being Dinah's friend who was here to fuck with me. But, still, I didn't know.
"Yeah." A few more steps of us walking, and the noise her feet made when they hit the ground, disappeared. She had disappeared.
Again. Of course.