I don't know how I got here today, I am standing here, 10 stories off of the ground on the hotel roof that I am staying at. I guess I am just waiting for the perfect gust of wind to push me off of the edge, as I stand here and waiting I take the time to look down. I can see people looking and pointing at me as well as the police, fire trucks and ambulances. As I looked at my feet, I see the perfect wedding dress that I just so happen to be wearing. Today was meant to be the happiest day of my life but clearly it isn't seeing as how I am about to commit suicide. As my tears fall down my face, rain starts to pour down, it was as if the sky itself is crying with me or for me. I can't believe Tom would do that to me. I can not believe that he left me for my step mum that is 3 years younger than I am. Not only that but just 5 months after my father died. I thought to myself as I re-lived the day in my head. I felt my heart brake more if that was even possible. Tom made me feel like an idoit for falling inlove with him. I saw a white limo pull up and 5 people got out. The female of the group put her hands straight up to her mouth. They all ran into the crowd, I sighed, I am still waiting for the wind to come, I look up into the night sky, letting the rain mesh with my tears.
I believe that I am a strong person but when it comes to love I'm far from it. I always told myself that I would never kill myself over a loser but this "loser" left me on our wedding day for my step mum and told me infront of everyone in his family. I don't have a family it was only me and my dad after my mum got put into jail for drugs, and then he died of cancer 5 months ago. Plus I have never been able to make any friends.
"You don't wanna do that. Trust me." I heard a voice yell over the thunder.
"Oh really and why is that?" I yelled back, I relieze now that the wind isn't gonna come soon enough.
"Because, whatever you went though, someone else has gone though it and lived." It yelled back, I turned around to see a blonde haired man with light blue eyes, standing only 3 metres away from me.
"But hunreds if not thousands haven't." I shot back.
"Then be different to those. Please, you don't deserve to die. Not yet." Our eyes meet. I looked away as soon as they did, wiping my tears off of my face. I looked back and in his eyes was concern. I shook my head no and stepped back. I closed my eyes. I heard the crowd scream. My body jolted, my eyes opened, my body hit the wall. I looked at what had my wrist.
Why did this guy want to save me?
I thought to myself as i looked at his face. He pulled me up, while I tried to fight out of his grip. I bit his hand in need to fall but he just held on tighter while pulling me over the edge and back on the roof. I didn't get this guy. He held me into his chest, rocking me back at forth as I burst out into tears. I slapped his chest before having a complete brakedown.
"Why? Why didn't you left me fall? Why didn't you left me die? You mother fucker. Why? It's what I wanted. Please just let me fucking die. Please...please..please." I cried even more, as he didn't let me go. After around half an hour in the freezing cold rain on the wet roof of the hotel the guy carried me to the ambulance.
"Who's riding with her?" Asked the driver as I just stared into thin air.
"I will." He said.
"Okay. Who are you?" the driver asked.
"I'm her um... best friend." He soon lied.
"Okay. Get in then." The driver spoke once again.
"Where are you going?" A female voice ran though my head.
"St. Mary's hospital." The driver said as he got out off the back and into the front, Taking me and the guy that saved my life to the hospital.
