Heyyyyy bestest readers EVER!!! I'm sosososososososo sorry I havnt updated in FOREVER!!! Ther's been a lot of stuff goin on, like school, friends, (getting in trouble, so not allowed on….) the reviewers are AWEMAXING (yeahh, it's a word, I made it upp, plus no red squiggle on Microsoft!)) So here's an extra longg chapter to make up for not writing for so long and for how short the last 2 were… so enjoy this incredibly depressing but awemaxing chapter!
Darkness…that's all I can see. Or am I really seeing darkness? I'm not quite sure what is happening…I try to feel in front of me. Nothing. I grab at my legs. They are still there. I feel my face. It is still there, probably shiny with sweat, if there was any light for the sweat to reflect off of. There I go again, turning the scariest moments into a science lesson.
That's when it all comes rushing back.
The sadness in her eyes.
The scars on her arms.
The softness of her lips…
That's when I see something…a light…no, a gate. It's getting brighter. Is this death? Heaven? Hell? Where am I? That's when I see Riley. She comes closer, until she's almost touching me. Her lips are at my ear. She whispers…
"Can she go any lower?Can she cut any deeper?
Can she feel any worse?
She climbs the stairs slowly
Each step
Contemplating.
All the way to top
The 23rd floor
He doesn't care, she screams
Her heart ripping in two,
But no tears come.
She can't cry
But she will try.
She screams
She cries
With the open scissors.
Cutting her arms.
She grabs the handle to the roof.
And pulls.
It opens.
She steps out in to the brisk cold.
Her tears freezing on her cheeks.
The police siren echoing in the distance.
Horns honking
People talking.
Her phone rings
It's him.
The one who seemed distant
Gone
When she went for help
She doesn't answer.
She simply takes a step closer
Closer to the edge
Closer to the busy street below.
He calls again.
She answers, in a daze.
He yells.
So now he decides to care?
She hangs up
And steps closer.
The door behind her swings open
Waking her up
Out of her hurtful haze,
She turns to face him
His face twisted with hurt
Worry
Love
Anger
Hate
She doesn't care.
She'll end it now.
Almost to the edge.
He grabs her shoulders,
She jerks forward,
Slipping.
Falling.
Over the edge.
Towards the ground.
He collapses,
Calling her name.
Screaming his apology.
But it's too late.
She's gone.
And if he had cared,
She wouldn't be."
I felt tears streaming down my face. What was this? Who was the poor, depressed girl? Who was that jerk, which had an amazing girl, but let her go? Riley, steps back.
"It's a prophecy. It's Important. Remember it." She said. A prophecy? Was Ever the girl? Who was the boy? Me? I hope not, even though I'm sure it is. I've hurt her in the past. I could do it again, unintentionally.
"Hurry, Damen. You don't have much time. You shouldn't be here. I should be sending you past that gate. But I think you can prevent this." She said, looking at her hands. "Go, that way." She points toward what looks like a polluted city. And she disappears, before I can ask any questions.
SO! What do you think?? That is an original poem, so please don't take it. It's really called 'the final battle', and I tweaked it a bit to fit this story. Its really a true story, about a girl who writes a letter, explaining how she's depressed and needs help, but the boy is too weak to help her. So she goes to the roof of a building, and trys to jump off, but he saves her, realizing how amazing she was, and how lucky he was that she loves him. But here, I changed it so she dies…you'll see why later…:PP laterr, Olivia!!