This is it.
I was going to jump off my hotel room balcony.
Im going to commit suicide.
And here it goes.
"Room cleaning!!" I yelled, just to make sure I don't walk in on... Anything.
I walked into the main living room of the pent house, and went over to the kitchen to see if the person staying her as eaten anything. I started to write down what and how much the food was.
2 waters = $4 each = $8 total.
I jumped when I heard a scream coming from the balcony. I started to walk fast over to the balcony, then my walking turned into a run. When I got to the balcony, I stood, shocked, at the view. A gorgeous figure trying to get on the balcony ledge.
I should do something.
"Ma'am!! You need to get off of there now!!" I yelled. "Ma'am!!" I races towards her, running as fast as I could. The balconys huge so it's told me about three seconds get to her.
"Ma'am, please. You need to get off."
She was now on the ledge and the wind was pushing her backwards agents the railing.
"If you knew me, you would want me to die."
"No, I wouldn't. I think you are beautiful and there is no reason for you to want to end your life. Ma'am, please. I'm begging you. Please get off the ledge.
She stared at me, studying me, then hoped back onto the balcony floor, and ran towards me and put her arms around my neck. I could feel her tears on my collarbone, even though I was in my work uniform, it still went through.
"Shhh, it's ok. I'm going call one of my friends who lives across the road to come with a first aid. I'm guessing you don't want me to call 911??"
"No," she nearly yelled. "Please don't."
"I won't." I assured her.
We stood there, her arms still around my neck, thinking. Not about anything in particular, just that I nearly witnessed a beautiful girl commit suicide.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Hope," She whispered. "I hate it."
"Well I think it suits you. Its a beautiful name for a beautiful girl." I know it was cheesy but it was the truth. "Now, go lay down, don't fall asleep though. I'm going to go call my friend that will hep you."
"Ok." She unwrapped her arms from my neck and she walked over to the TV, and put her feet on the couch, her head resting on her knees while watching a documentary. I got my phone out ready to call Ash.
"Hey mate. What's up?"
"Ashton, I need your help. Bring the first aid."
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