Bound Together By Tragedy
Monica looked down from the bridge. Tears running down her face. Her eyes ablaze and smoldering, burning. The lump in her throat made it hard for her to swallow, while her mouth watered in nervousness as she studied the gentle slapping of the water below her. The water that would soon be disturbed by her body. She shook her head and fixated on her wedding ring. The diamond gleamed from the one light overhead. The rain poured down upon her. The angels were crying with her.
In an act of anger, with a slight scream, she threw the ring as far as she could, following it as it plummeted down into the currents and waves. Monica wiped her tears away as she took a step up, onto the rim. She took in a deep breath and looked up at the dark sky. Her high heels weren't very supportive, and the rim was slippery. She grabbed onto a large column and held on to it securely, continuing to weep. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't do it.
Monica trembled from the cold. Her eyes held helplessness. Vulnerability. She was alone. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and dialed slowly. Not sure what she was doing. It took three rings before a voice came groggily on the other end.
"Hello?" It whispered. Monica felt her tears increase. She couldn't say anything. "Hello?" The voice asked again.
"Ch-Chandler?" Monica asked. There was no response. Monica continued to sob. "Chandler, I need you."
I'm standing on the bridge
Waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I-
I'm with you
"Monica, where are you?" Chandler's voice asked quietly.
"The Wright Bridge." Monica sobbed.
"Oh my God." Chandler gasped. "I'll be right there."
Monica folded her phone and set it in her coat pocket. Streams of mascara lingered down her cheeks as she cried. They were mixed with rain and cold air, forming a hurricane in her eyes. She wipped them away again. Her dreams and hopes for a perfect life were shattered into millions upon millions of microscopic pieces that could never be put back together. She felt physical pain in her stomach, twisting like a thorn in her side. She stared up at the sky again, thoughts on whether or not she should feel the freedom of air beneath her feet.
"Help me." She sobbed. "I'm so lost. I don't know what to do anymore."
The rain was slowing. Monica was grateful for this. She was terrified of being up so high. Luckily for her, Chandler got there much faster than she expected. He ran to her. He didn't jog, or walk, he ran as fast as he could. The first thing Chandler did was embrace her as closely and as tight as he could. After he pulled away, he shook her by the shoulders.
"What are you thinking?" He shouted.
"I don't know!" She shouted back. "I didn't know what else to do!" Tears and rain mixed down her cheeks. Chandler wrapped his coat around her as he led her to the car.
"Come on, I'm taking you home." He said. Monica stopped.
"No, I can't be alone." This was true. Monica was terrified of being alone now. She didn't know what she was going to do. "I need you. I-I know it's weak of me, or pathetic, but I need you tonight like I've never needed you."
"Where am I supposed to take you?" Chandler asked, dumbfounded.Monica wrapped her arms around him and kissed his lips unsuspectingly.
"Just.........away from here."
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO
Monica looked down from the bridge. Tears running down her face. Her eyes ablaze and smoldering, burning. The lump in her throat made it hard for her to swallow, while her mouth watered in nervousness as she studied the gentle slapping of the water below her. The water that would soon be disturbed by her body. She shook her head and fixated on her wedding ring. The diamond gleamed from the one light overhead. The rain poured down upon her. The angels were crying with her.
In an act of anger, with a slight scream, she threw the ring as far as she could, following it as it plummeted down into the currents and waves. Monica wiped her tears away as she took a step up, onto the rim. She took in a deep breath and looked up at the dark sky. Her high heels weren't very supportive, and the rim was slippery. She grabbed onto a large column and held on to it securely, continuing to weep. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't do it.
Monica trembled from the cold. Her eyes held helplessness. Vulnerability. She was alone. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and dialed slowly. Not sure what she was doing. It took three rings before a voice came groggily on the other end.
"Hello?" It whispered. Monica felt her tears increase. She couldn't say anything. "Hello?" The voice asked again.
"Ch-Chandler?" Monica asked. There was no response. Monica continued to sob. "Chandler, I need you."
I'm standing on the bridge
Waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I-
I'm with you
"Monica, where are you?" Chandler's voice asked quietly.
"The Wright Bridge." Monica sobbed.
"Oh my God." Chandler gasped. "I'll be right there."
Monica folded her phone and set it in her coat pocket. Streams of mascara lingered down her cheeks as she cried. They were mixed with rain and cold air, forming a hurricane in her eyes. She wipped them away again. Her dreams and hopes for a perfect life were shattered into millions upon millions of microscopic pieces that could never be put back together. She felt physical pain in her stomach, twisting like a thorn in her side. She stared up at the sky again, thoughts on whether or not she should feel the freedom of air beneath her feet.
"Help me." She sobbed. "I'm so lost. I don't know what to do anymore."
The rain was slowing. Monica was grateful for this. She was terrified of being up so high. Luckily for her, Chandler got there much faster than she expected. He ran to her. He didn't jog, or walk, he ran as fast as he could. The first thing Chandler did was embrace her as closely and as tight as he could. After he pulled away, he shook her by the shoulders.
"What are you thinking?" He shouted.
"I don't know!" She shouted back. "I didn't know what else to do!" Tears and rain mixed down her cheeks. Chandler wrapped his coat around her as he led her to the car.
"Come on, I'm taking you home." He said. Monica stopped.
"No, I can't be alone." This was true. Monica was terrified of being alone now. She didn't know what she was going to do. "I need you. I-I know it's weak of me, or pathetic, but I need you tonight like I've never needed you."
"Where am I supposed to take you?" Chandler asked, dumbfounded.Monica wrapped her arms around him and kissed his lips unsuspectingly.
"Just.........away from here."
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO