Dedicated to: an online friend that almost committed suicide.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail.
Enjoy
Maybe he was going too far but he didn't care. The wind whipped through his hair, and settled down, although not for long – he was so high up it was getting hard to breathe.
People stared at him – but people were selfish, lazy creatures, and did not care. They walked on without a second thought. Cars roared behind him, but in cars were people and once again, they did not stop him from standing on the edge of a bridge that was at least half a mile up in the air.
He supposed he should think of something to say before he died, so he sat down on the edge and thought for a while.
Then he heard sirens in the distance. Seems like there was a non-selfish and non-lazy person around who'd called the police. The car with that person pulled over to the side and a middle aged female stepped out. He panicked.
"Shit. Uh…Lucy, I'll see you soon. Take care, 'kay?" and then he jumped.
Vaguely, he could hear the woman yelling, "It's that pink-haired kid!" before everything went black.
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