Well, here's Chapter Three, which will resolve if May will go through with suicide, although I think most of you can guess how the answer will be resolved...
May woke late next morning. As soon as she realised how late, she began to panic. "Oh no! I slept in! Drew will be downstairs waiting for breakfast. I'd better hurry down and make it for him!" Her face fell. "Even though it'll be the last time I'll ever make him breakfast. I'll make him a nice fry up. I want to do a good last job for him."
She sadly sat up, got out of bed and walked through the house to the kitchen - but was surprised to find Drew wasn't there. Nor had May seen him on her way to the kitchen.
"Drew!" May called out. No answer. "Drew!"
Puzzled, she scratched her head and turned towards the breakfast table - where she spotted a sheet of paper with scruffy handwriting lying on it. May, instantly recognising the handwriting, walked over to the table, picked up the piece of paper with trembling hands and read;
Gone out with the boys. Won't be back until tonight.
Keep the house tidy while I'm gone. And you had better not break another one of my trophies - or else...!
Drew.
May's eyes began to tear up. So this is it, she thought mournfully. We don't see each other anymore - I can't even tell you that I love you to your face, Drew.
Letting out a sob, May lay the note down on the table, then walked to the front door. A pair of dirty old trainers with holes in them were sitting there. May slipped her feet into them, then lifted up a doormat which lay below the door to find two keys on a keyring underneath. Drew always her spare keys in case he wanted her to go out to some shopping while he was out. May unlocked the door with one key, walked out of the house and locked the door behind her. Then, turning her back on the great mansion, she walked down the path leading down the hill to the great iron gates. They were both locked, but May inserted the other key into one of them, unlocked it, passed through them and locked it behind her. Then, pocketing the keys, May walked away from the great mansion, with no intention on ever coming back.
May walked through the village. It was very deserted, which was surprising to May, because it was such a fine day. No one was seen coming out of their houses and shops or walking down the many streets. There wasn't so much as any cars driving down the roads. May hastily walked to the other side of the village without stopping and kept on walking.
She soon found herself walking along a path on a sloped hillside. A green valley lay far below at the bottom of the hill. Despite feeling so depressed and bent on suicide, May, secretly inside her heart, felt a little good, being here. It had been ever so long since she had ever been outside the walls of the mansion and passed the great iron gates. This place was very special to her. Drew used to take her there when times with him used to be wonderful. It had served for May as a good place to be with Drew. And now, it was going to serve as a good place to die.
The path soon cut away from the hillside and crossed a stone arched bridge. May walked onto it and stopped in the centre. She looked down at the valley below. The bridge was about fifteen metres high. As May looked over the valley below, she remembered happy times of when Drew used to take her there. The bridge was as far as they ever went, but they never crossed to the other side, although May always wanted to.
***
"Isn't this amazing, May?" smiled Drew, as they stood on the bridge, looking down at the valley with the Sun setting in the distance.
"It's wonderful," May replied with awe. "But I bet it's also wonderful on the other side. Let's take a look, Drew."
"Naaaah!" Drew snorted, waving his hand.
"Aww, come on, Drew," May pouted while laughing.
"I can't be bothered," laughed Drew, running a hand through his green hair.
"Well then, I'll take a look myself." May turned around and began to head for the other side of the bridge.
"Oh no! Don't!" Drew grabbed May's hand, taking her by surprise, and puled her close to him. "Stay by my side. Whatever's on the other side my be wonderful - but not near as wonderful as you."
May smiled and blushed a shade of bright red.
***
May smiled and blushed a shade of bright red, as she stood on the bridge, overlooking the valley as she thought about the happy times she and Drew had shared, when times were good. Before Drew inherited his father's mansion and fortune. Before he had began drinking. Before May began messing things up for him. The good times had been replaced with bad ones which could never go away. May stood on the bridge, about to escape from the bad times in order to no longer displease Drew. May looked towards the side of the bridge which she had never been to. She never had found out what was on the other side - and she never would. This was the perfect chance to find out, but May was to depressed to keep on living for even a few seconds.
She cambered up onto on of the walls that ran alongside the bridge. She stood up on it and looked down at the green valley below. Her sapphire blue eyes began to tear up again. Well...this is it, she thought tearfully. Goodbye, Drew...I love you.She bent her knees, preparing to jump to her death, when...
"Hey you! Stop what your doing!"
May jerked upwards and lost her balence. She began to fall forwards and almost went of the wall, when suddenly, she felt a hand firmly grab her wrist. She found herself overlooking the edge, standing on her toes. Then she felt herself being pulled backwards by whoever had saved her. May then cried out as she fell backwards over the safe side of the wall and on top of the person who saved her, who let out a cry as she knocked him down.
May found herself lying on her back, on top of her rescuer, facing the sky. She picked herself up, brushed herself down, then looked down at her rescuer, who was still lying on his back, groaning. He was a boy, about sixteen, though a few months older than her. He had messy jet black hair, on top of which sat a red cap. He was dressed in a black shirt, with only the short sleeves visible, as it was concealed by a blue sweatshirt he was wearing on top. He stared up at the sky for a moment, still groaning, then looked up at May with his auburn eyes.
"What do you think you were doing?" He asked frowning.
May turned away from him. "What did it look like? Committing suicide." She turned back to him. "And you stopped me. Thanks a bunch," she said sarcastically.
"You can't commit suicide!"
"I can! And what's it to you? Just leave me alone! You don't even know me!"
The boy got to his feet. "You're right. I don't know you. But I do know that if you commit suicide, you will break the hearts of all those who care about you. You're thinking about yourself, not others."
May's mouth hung open in shock. "I am?!"
The boy nodded his head. May looked over the edge and began sobbing. "What am I doing? I'm being selfish again! I was about to kill myself and put my boyfriend through eternal misery! He loves me and wouldn't be able to live without me!"
May fell to her knees and cried into her hands. The boy, feeling sorry for her, place his hand on her shoulder. She took her hands away from her eyes and looked at him. The boy was amazed by how beautiful her sapphire blue eyes were, which were now sparkling with tears.
"You're feeling depressed, aren't you?" asked the boy. May sadly nodded her head. "I understand," replied the boy. "But this is not the answer to your problem. Whatever it is, you can get through it."
"Thank you," said May quietly.
As she wiped her eyes, the boy studied her. Gosh, she's so beautiful, he thought. But why's she dressed in those dirty clothes?
May got to her feet and pulled the boy into a hug, much to his surprise. "What are you doing?"
"I'm giving you a hug," replied May smiling. "What else?"
"But why are you giving me a hug?"
"Because you don't even know me - and you care about me. Thank you so much."
The boy smiled and hugged her back. "You're welcome."
May broke the hug and waved. "Well, goodbye."
She turned around to head back when the boy gently grabbed her hand. "Wait! Would you, er, like to come back to my house?"
May pondered for a moment. Drew had wanted her to keep the house clean for him, but she had cleaned it over the past few days. So if it wasn't in a mess now, and no one was in the house right now to mess it up, it would be okay without her. "Sure," she smiled. "I'd love to to come back with you...um..."
"Oh, my name's Ash!" The boy held out a hand.
"I'm May." May took Ash's hand and shook it.
"Nice to meet you, May."
"Nice to meet you too, Ash."
They let go of each other's hands, then Ash led May to the other side of the bridge. May followed him along the path that wound its way through green hills. She had finally reached the other side of the bridge and she wondered she would find on this other side.
I would have continued on writing from here, but I do think this is enough for one chapter. What I was going to carry on writing will be saved for next chapter.
So Ash has finally come in. Most of you did guess that he would come in at this point to stop May from committing suicide. And I bet now, you're thinking "Finally!", since he's come in now and we can get on with the Advanceshipping stuff - which will soon come in, but you'll have to wait. Sorry.
