Nice Guys Finish Last
By: Lightning Eyes
She did me wrong. I did nothing but love her…and she did me wrong. She left me. Apparently I wasn't exciting enough. I was a nice guy. She wanted a bad boy. They always do. I still can't fathom why though. Why would you want a guy that treats you wrong instead of one that's a gentleman? Why would you want to be cussed out instead of told you're beautiful? Why would you want someone who's dangerous instead of someone who'll keep you safe? Why would you want someone who'll tell you what to do instead of someone who'd do things for you? Why wouldn't you want a nice guy? Why wouldn't you want me? I loved her, wait let me rephrase that, I love her…and deep down I believe she loves me. She may not show it but I can see it in her eyes. She loves me…and you don't understand how bad I wish that was enough. Enough to make her leave him and come back to me. But that will only happen in my dreams. I've come to accept that…because to me true love means putting their feelings ahead of yours…and if she feels like she wants to be with him so be it. But I'll always be here waiting for her…
But none of that was going through my mind when I saw her accidentally fall backwards over the edge of the bridge. How could it? How could I wait for her if she was dead? The only thing on my mind was that she couldn't swim. She was absolutely terrified of water. The reason I remembered that about her was because it was something we had in common.
"No!" I yelled her name and then darted after her.
There was no hesitation as I leaped over the edge. Even though I couldn't swim either I felt her safety was more important than mine. I was going to catch her. I bet her bad boy wouldn't have done that.
Save her! SAVE HER! SAVE HER!
A voice in my head echoed those words repeatedly. As I was falling I realized the bridge was much bigger than I thought. For half a second I wondered why I allowed myself to go on it in the first place. Then I remembered that I wanted to be alone…I didn't expect her to come looking for me. But she did. If only she came because she realized I was the better guy for her. But she didn't. She just wanted to talk because we hadn't spoken to each other in days; I left her alone after she left me.
I saw her falling but she wasn't screaming like most people I know would've. Then I saw her face; she was petrified so much so she couldn't open her mouth or move. I outstretched my hand towards her as I clenched my teeth. Her eyes widened as she stared at me with disbelief. She was surprised to see me. But why? Didn't she realize I loved her? I thought I made that clear when I said the three words to her.
The air made it hard to breathe since it was all coming at me at once. I wished she'd just take my hand because we were getting closer to the water. After a few more seconds she came out of whatever trance she was in and reached for my hand. I wondered if she felt the same shock that I felt when our hands connected. We stared at each other for a minute until I pulled her into an embrace.
"I thought you said you couldn't swim either." She said in a soft voice barely audible over the wind.
"I can't." I whispered even softer than her.
I'm not sure if she heard me but I didn't care. All I cared about was that she back where she belonged; in my arms. I didn't know what I expected the outcome of this to be. I didn't know if I even expected an outcome. But I'll tell you what I did know. I knew that it was a good chance we'd drowned to death. And if we did…at least we'd be together. I wouldn't want it any other way.
So where was her bad boy when this was happening? I don't know nor do I care. He may have got her first but I got her last. Nice guys tend to finish last. They always do.
I didn't put a specific couple for a reason; I wanted you to use your imagination and take a guess at which couple you thought this was. Tell me in your review please.