*Trigger warning* ? I know it's early in the book, I mean its the first chapter but it is going to all add up :/ I don't know if it's triggering but I put the warning their anyway. I'm sorry if this upsets anyone but yeah. This is how I've chosen to start the book and I apologise to people who are offended or upset by it. *Trigger warning*
Am I really ready to do this? I mean, I'm 16 for christ sake, is this really when I'm meant to leave? It's a bit late now, I put on my best outfit and done my hair and make up, wrote a note. My mum's probably seen it already so I can't exactly turn back now.
If I was going to leave tonight, right now, I might as well look my best.
I approached the bridge, climbed over and sat on the edge. The voices of my presiding demons attack me with harsh words.
If you really wanted to die, you would've done it already. Your a horrible person if you have to stoop this low to get that needed attention.
No one would care you know? If you left I mean. Might as well go, you went through all of this effort and you're thinking of turning back now?
I'm gonna do it. I'm actually gonna do it. I stood up on the thin ledge, my hands almost refusing to leave. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. Come on y/n, you can do this.
Just as I was about to take my hand of the wall of the bridge a deep, husky, Australian voice mumbled a string of words that didn't come out clear enough for me to hear. Idiot. Probably a drunken bastard walking home from the popular club a few blocks away.
"Didn't you hear me?" He sounded completely sober to me.
"Not really." A small chuckle came out of my mouth. I don't know why, I shouldn't be laughing at a time like this. I guess the fact that someone actually decided to stop me was quite funny.
"I said don't do it. It's not worth it. You jump because you think people don't care about you when for a matter of fact, a great deal of people do care. I care." By this point I'm barely managing to hold, which isn't technically a bad thing but I'm not going to lie, I could listen to this guys voice everyday for the rest of my life and never get bored.
"But you don't even know me, heck you don't even know my name. "
I hear him sigh. I want to turn around but I'm yet to climb on to the other side of the bridge wall.
"I don't need to know your name to know something about you. Just by looking at you I can tell something bad must have happened and make you beat yourself up to make you turn to suicide to end it. Am I right?"
I gulped, feeling tears drip down my face, remembering the pure terror I went through. I nodded and hastily climbed over the edge of the bridge, coming to the sudden realization of what I was actually about to do.
For the first time, I look up to see the man who stopped me from making the biggest mistake of my life.
He's breathtaking. Black jeans, white t-shirt, black converse. God, he got that right. Words can't describe how beautiful he is. Suddenly, I remember what just happened, I leapt forward giving him the biggest hug humanely possible and just sobbed in to his chest.
His arms wrapped themselves around me, pulling me in to him even more. He hushed me comfortingly and gently rocked from side to side.
"Let's go back to mine, yeah?" I just nodded and we headed off to this guys apartment.
"Wait. I'm, what's your name?"
"Hood, Calum Hood."
Sorry if it sucks :(
27th October 2015, 11:08am
Word count: 700 words