Save me tonight

A young girl by the name of Sarah is depressed. Her life is complicated and after the people who depended on her for a lot were let down and left she became suicidal. She felt like she was alone, and well she kind of was. Relationships never worked and her family would never noticed the scarred body she tried to hide. There has been many attempts to take her own life but none succeeded. She always felt like she had no future and no purpose. She felt like god wanted wanted her alive just to see her suffer. So she had one last idea. It was the only idea that would work. While in the middle of her last attempt she gets flashbacks of happy moments and love, all these people still around. But things don't go right. In the last seconds she sees and angel. Or what she thinks is angel. Will she survive? Will she know her angel?


2. White Walls

Sarah's POV:

Light flooded my eyes. I was glad too. I had no idea what day it was or what time but i was still here. I looked around and saw people with tear stained faces pacing back forth. I was in the hospital. The pain of a IV, which had always bothered me, the white rooms and hand sanitizer smell told me it was a hospital. My mother saw my eyes open. She ran towards me kneeling at my bedside. I shook when her ice cold hand touched my body. I saw the face of my father, brother, and two best friends. Around my bed. They smiled when they saw me. These were almost all the people i stayed alive for. They truly loved me. My eyes swelled up with tears and Jonathon my best friend kissed my hand. He held on tight. Then i saw a boy in the back corner of my room. He turned to look at me. It was my angel. The boy who saved my life twice. A smile came across my face and a tear escaped down my cheek. My mother saw and knew what i was thinking. She told them all to leave and leave her for awhile. They needed rest. Who knows how long i was out. Once everyone was gone the boy shuffled to my bed. I programed the bed to where i was sitting up. He looked at me with those beautiful blue sparkling eyes. That was when i realized god existed. I prayed that maybe i would get to tell my angel thank you and now i could. He does listen. I grabbed his hand. He squeezed mine but was shaking. He was in the same clothes as before. I looked up at him and whispered thank you. Tears formed in his eyes. He nodded back to me.

He was not a big boy. He was very cute though with blonde hair and a nice body. Some of the things i wished for in a guy. He was very quite i thought but maybe that was just because of what has happened. But there was one thing that did bother me about him. I didn't know his name. With our hands still connected i asked his name. He replied in a sweet, majestic voice.

"My name is Niall." His voice gave me butterflies in the pit of my stomach. I wanted him to speak more so i kept on talking to him.

"Thank you so very much for saving my life. You are my angel sweet Niall. I owe my life to you." He kissed me on the cheek. That made my heart race. He began to walk out the door so i called for him.

"When can i talk or see you again?" I asked almost beginning to sob from seeing him go. He turned and smiled back at me.

"Just unlock your phone and talk to my angel." He said. I thought i had just told him about that.

"How do you know i called you my angel." I asked with confusion and pain in my face. The medications were beginning to wear off.

"You spoke it in you sleep with your soft voice. I must be going but if you need anything call." He left the room.

Immediately my friend kaitlyn came in and i screamed for her to get the doctor. The pain was beginning again like on the lake shore. I didn't want my angel to leave my side. There was something familiar about him. I just couldn't understand what. But today was not the day to think of that. I fell asleep and my angel invaded my dreams. 'Dear, sweet Niall don't ever leave my side i cannot bear to live without you.' I said clutching his fit body on that lake shore. He looked me in the eyes, i tilted my head and bit my bottom lip. He leaned in, our lips so close i could feel his breath. Before we were able to touch i was interrupted by worried chatter. I woke up and my entire team filled the room. I was happy to see them but it made me upset he wasn't there. I grabbed my phone, december 22nd it read. I was on the beach the 19th. I unlocked my phone and open it up to see the almost 400 messages of friends worrying and wondering how i was doing. I wasn't even gonna look anywhere else. These people didn't care. At least when i needed their support. And as i was about to open a new message, my phone beeped. It was from my angel.

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