Josh dun the angel

by yarnlicious

COMPLETED, having and error about the update system! Charlotte is suicdal and has no one in this world. When she tries to kill herself in a park in columbus a stranger saves her. Things get interesting and romantic as she falls in love with this stranger. It get’s more complicated when he clearly is falling in love with her too. What does Josh choose, her or music

1. Chapter Øne

It was a dark, dreary day. The rain thumping against the uncolorful window. Thump. Thump. Thump. Charlotte sat on her bed in the two-room apartment. It was a small room with gray, dull brick walls. Charlotte stared at the bricks. The knife lay on the table/dresser, she was urged to grab it. She wanted to feel the presence on her skin. Cutting it open, blood dripping down her arms. She was hungry for it. The anti-depressants lay sprawled on the table next to the knife. She needed to get away before she hurt herself. Away. Away from the Theropy and drugs, the pain. Charlotte stood up, grabbed a $20 and closed the door behind her. She walked down to the park in Columbus. It was a small park with barely anyone there. Charlotte sat down on a bench and waited. She waited until she saw no one else in the park. Sadness had engulfed her and she looked solemnly at the knife she took with her. She took it and pressed down on her fragile skin. Blood seeping out her cut on her forearm. After about four cuts she held the knife to her neck. A tear seeping down her cheek. She pushed hard on her neck. In a daze she heard footsteps.

"Somebody help!" Came an infamiliar voice.

Strong hands picked Charlotte off the bench and hugged her. She saw worried brown eyes. It was a male, due to the voice. The voice was sweet and tempered.

"Help! Quickly! Call 911!" He shouted out to the empty park.

The figure set her down and the ran off. Charlotte lay there, helpless. A will to death itself. Her vision went black as she heard the firgure come back and pick her up...

There was an annoying beeping noise in the background. Beep. Beep. Beep. Charlotte groaned and tried to move. Her arms burned restlessly as she tried to pick them up.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." The same voice from the park said wearily.

"W-who are you? Why did you save me?" Charlotte's voice was barely a whisper, a small sputter if breath.

"That doesn't matter right now. You need rest. Now sleep." He said in a hushed, calm, soothing voice.

Charlotte tried to fight his soothing voice but fell back into the same uneasy sleep that took her when she had tried to suicide.