a|n This is my first fanfic. Written for Camp NaNoWriMo. Rated T for language. I do not own Girl Meets World or anything associated with it.
Salt tears and rain—he couldn't tell the difference.
It poured sixty miles per hour as he peered over the bridge. Grey waves collided with each other. The boy could hear the roar of thunder and see the prominent features of lightning, but he cared not of his safety anymore.
Shifting his weight on the blue-colored rails, his heels were raised. He leaned forward until his toes were about three inches from the ground. He relaxed her grip on the rails just as someone clutched his shoulders and jerked him.
"What the heck, Maya!" he screamed, stumbling across the pavement until his balance was regained. "I was so close! Why would you stop me?"
She shut her eyes close, but it didn't help with the imminent tears. "I-I couldn't let you do it. That note you put up online, I saw it and freaked for my fucking life. Why didn't you tell me about this?"
He squeezed the rails with both hands and pressed his eyes together, sniffling every other second. If there's a God above, he'd let me die instead of living in this world.
"Why do I matter to any of you?"
Her wavy blonde hair was now soaking wet and dripped as if it were also crying. "We don't all hate you, despite the metaphorical ditch you'd burry yourself in everyday."
"An imbalance of chemicals in my brain is eating me alive!" he screamed. "Don't you tell me that I have a valid reason to live."
Maya shook her head and took his arm. "How could you feel this way? None of us ever expected this out of you. I mean, I just need some clarification, so I can help you."
He whispered, "I don't need your fucking help. What I need is for you to leave me so I can do this."
It had rained in his life for several months, and he needed to find an escape from the world. Death he thought is the only one who knows me, who trusts me and believes me. Why couldn't they understand? Why couldn't they let him be with his best friend?
"Stay." Maya reached out to hug him. "If you won't stay for me, then stay for your family. How traumatized do you think they'd be if she learns you'd killed yourself?"
He sighed sharply. "Mom wouldn't care."
They both stood hugging each other. Maya cried into his shoulder, tears like raindrops falling endlessly from the grey sky. The sound of her coughs mingled with the boisterous thunder and splattering rain.
"How did you know I'd be here anyway?" he whispered.
Her breath staggered, "I'm your girlfriend, Ranger Rick, of course I would know! The note online said that you'd be jumping off a bridge, I saw it and guessed you'd be jumping off of our bridge—the secret one that you took me to when you first asked me out."
Water drops collided with the ground as if they were flying home. Thunder howled at a distance, accompanying the swooshing waves underneath the bridge. The rain, it solemnly whispered silent secrets to no avail.
"You could call the suicide hotline if you don't want to talk to me about it. Just please, take this chance while you're still alive." She was sobbing at this point.
"I don't have the will," he mumbled.
"Please, I love you."
He bolted off the bridge and into a new world.
a|n Hey guys! Thanks for reading the first chapter. Maya's POV in this story is inspired by "When it Rains" and "Last Hope"- both by Paramore. I'll try to update every week, but no promises. Enjoy the rest of your day :D