The icy cold rain beat against Lilly's face as she ran down the dark streets of Brooklyn. The thunder clashed loudly over and head and a sudden flash of lightning illuminated the streets for a split second before sending it back into its dark and dreary state. The puddles that had collected on the cobblestone road splashed under her feet soaking through her boots. Her dress skirts clung to her legs, Lilly tugged at them to make it easier to get to where she was going. Warm salty tears ran down her cheeks mixing with the freezing rain.
Lilly's thoughts of her family, friends, and the life she once had raced through her head at a mile a minute. She didn't know anything for sure any more, but there was one thing she did know, tonight was the night Lilly was going to end her life. Just then another bolt of lighting flashed revealing the massive steel bridge standing ahead. It's cold steel beams and supports weren't inviting in the lifeless night. In the day the bridge opened it's arm to every one welcoming them to walk from Brooklyn to Manhattan, but tonight the bridge had other plans.
Lilly stopped at the foot of the bridge. Her heart was pounding so heard against her rib cage it hurt. She paused for a moment before she took her first step onto the Brooklyn Bridge. All of her thoughts were put on hold as she walked solemnly towards the center of the bridge.
The rain beat down on her harder with each step towards the center. Lilly looked around the bridge there was no one around as far as she could tell, but the blinding rain was impairing her vision. She took a deep breath and walked from the middle of the bridge to the edge. It was like she was trapped in a trance and couldn't break it. Lilly gripped the rail of the bridge. The cold steel beneath her hands sent chills up her spine. She slowly climbed over the rail. Her hands trembling fist, then her whole body.
Once on the other side she looked down at the rushing water below. White caps peaked on the small waves created by the wind. Lilly swallowed hard, the cold water showed no remorse. The rain made it hard for Lilly to keep her grip on the railing.
Spot was walking back from Manhattan after a long game of poker. He whistled to himself as he walked along in the rain. Nothing could ruin his night. Spot had cleaned the Manhattan boys out pretty well and was going to be able to take the day off tomorrow. He was a third away from the center of the bridge when he spotted Lilly leaning over the edge, "D'is can' be good." He frowned as he walked towards her. Spot didn't want to startle the girl incase she let go before he could talk her out of jumping.
"Hey, you don' wanna do it." He said to her in a tone that told her to give him a chance to talk to her. Lilly looked over at him.
"Go away, just let me do this. It's the only way to stop the pain." Lilly cried her heart was full of pain that would never go away. She wished the boy would go away and wouldn't try to stop her.
"I ain't gonna let you'se do d'is." He said to her being his usual self, "Yah see d'is heah is me bridge an' I don' wan' tah be responsible fer some one jumping off of it." Lilly turned to face Spot. She wanted to see whom she was talking to.
"I don't care who you are, who's bridge this is, and…." Lilly's foot slipped out from under her, she lost her balance and screamed. She tired to clutch onto the railing as tight as she could, but the wet slippery railing was no match for her.
"Hol' on." Spot said reaching over the edge and grabbing her by the wrists, "I ain't gonna let you fall." He promised her.