~NIKLAUS'S POV~
"We should start going back, Noah."
He exhales and starts walking over to the edge of the cliff. I panic.
"The fuck you doing, Noah? You know you're scared of heights."
He turns to me, "You told me to face my fears, Nils."
I sigh, "Yeah I did but I didn't tell you to go so close to the cliff, come on. Let's go back now."
He doesn't step back neither does he turn to me. He remains there, standing by the cliff, his hands starting to tremble in fear. I exhale and walk closer to him.
"How does it feel?" I ask him after a while of silence.
He exhales, "I feel like if I do this every time, I'll become used to it. I should not keep on being weak."
"Just because you are scared of heights doesn't make you weak Noah."
"It makes me weak to mom."
I clench my fist in anger, " Ignore what mom says, you know how she is."
Noah turns to me, "I'm sorry Nils, for not being the best big brother to you. I couldn't even protect you from mom's clutches."
