Some days I wonder what would happen if I just disappeared. Would any one care? Would they even notice? My parents sometimes look at me like there not sure what I'm doing in their house. Eventually they remember that I'm their youngest son: Matthew, The younger twin of Alfred. Alfred my big brother he's caption of the football team loud easily noticeable, unlike me people often confuse me with Alfred when he'd get in trouble the teachers would mistake us and take me instead even though I have a clean record and Alfred's is covered with donation slips and all the pranks he pulled.
The teachers would constantly introduce me as a transfer student for the whole year; no one remembered my name or who I was. Those who saw me thought I was Alfred and would beat the crap out of me, because Alfred pissed them off. Then when I came home the times my parents did remember me wouldn't ask me what happened or if I was ok it was always 'you got in to a fight again?! That's it! No dinner and you're grounded for a month! Now go to your room! You make us sick!' I was all was left out no one care when I broke my rib when I was pushed down the stairs. I was left lying on the ground while people walked away never looking back all I see are their backs, that's all I ever see. They ignored my cries and pleas for help. Only when the nurse walked by me was I helped.
I even love someone my best friend Gilbert. But he doesn't like guys I know he turned down Kiku, a Japanese boy, one of the cutest boys at our school he said 'your knocking on the wrong door' or something like it.
Finally I had enough and thought I would do something to make people look at me. I tried for the hockey team, even though I was great their best player, they still ignored me. But today I have had enough.
So that's how I got here on the top of this bridge. I slowly shuffle forwards, ready to let go.
One…
Two…
"BIRDIE, STOP!"
Three…
I wait to feel the wind rushing through my hair and the feel of the icy cold water hit my skin ,but I don't instead I feel to warm arms wrapped tightly around my waist. Pulling me back from the edge. "Dear god, Mattie you scared me so much." A voice I recognize as Gilbert tells me. Gilbert turns me around. "How could you do that! Especially when I lov-".He cuts himself off." Wha-what? Gil do you…love me?" I ask I can't comprehend how someone like Gilbert could actually love me. Gilbert looks around nervously, "yes I do love you" he whispers to me. "I get it if your don't and are disgust-" I stop him with a kiss, it's a sweet chaste one but full of my love for him.
I look up at him "but how? I thought you weren't gay? You turned down Kiku." I ask. He looks at me and says "because I already liked you, I have liked you since we first met." I can feel the truth in those words. I smile at him a real smile, a true one. I turn away from the bridge. And walk away his hand in mine, and think '"maybe this won't be so bad; maybe I can get people to notice me…"'
My life is looking up now. Somehow I think I can make it. I'm only reassured when I hear those words pass through his lips I know I can make it.
"Ich liebe dich..."
