Previously: Don't think. Just do.

I bent my knees, ready to spring, when I heard…

"Don't do it."

........... God?!

Chapter 2

"God? Is that you?" I asked out loud, not sure if I should be expecting an answer.

"Don't do it." That's all I get as a response? I'm having a crisis here!

"Wow… Never thought I'd be conversing with God here. So, uhm, I guess this is quite awkward. I'm assuming you don't want me to jump?" I asked looking up to the sky. I wasn't really sure where to look. Looking up felt right. Somewhat.

"You know, jumping off and ending your life wouldn't be too good at all. You have more to live for than to just throw it all away." This had to be the most beautiful voice I had ever heard. Could it really be that I am having a conversation with the Creator Himself?

"What do I have to live for? Who do I have? Nobody at all. No job. No love. You should know that better than anyone. I'm going to do it. I'm going to jump." I bent my knees again, when all of a sudden, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I heard the voice behind me, "Seriously?"

"Shit! What the hell? Who the hell are you? Where'd you come from?" I quickly spun around and came face to face with the most gorgeous, angelic being I have ever seen in my entire life. Ever. He was tall, probably around 6 ft, had the most amazing pair of green eyes I have ever seen, and his hair; oh wow, his hair! It was messy, facing all sorts of directions, and the loveliest shade of bronze that could have ever possibly existed. He had this super chiselled jaw, and nice toned arms. Hm.

As gorgeous as he was, I was still startled by his presence, causing me to take a few steps back after spinning around. Wrong move. Just as I was about to lose my footing, the man grabbed me by the waist and held me close, ensuring my safety. He lifted me off the ledge, and onto the ground. I was stunned, shocked and realised I had my arms wrapped around him, clutching him tightly. I quickly brought them down from around him, and began playing with my fingers. Well this was really awkward. I didn't know what to say.

"I've been here the whole time, watching you from afar. You know, ending your life wouldn't make the Old Man upstairs too happy," he chuckled, looking down, and then bringing those stunning bright emerald eyes back to mine.

"So I've been talking to you this whole time?" I asked. I feel like I'm dreaming. This is impossible. He came from nowhere! Nobody knew about this place except me. It's been my spot for the last 6 months, and not once have I ever seen anyone up here.

"Yes, that was me. I guess you could say I was at the right place at the right time. You could have easily been a red little pool of blood down there, had I not spoken to you," he replied, his eyes sparkling. Still doesn't explain what he's doing here.

"So, from what I understand, you have been here the whole time, watching me from afar; you know that "the Old Man upstairs" wouldn't be happy with me jumping; and you sort of talked me out of jumping? Well, actually, you more or less scared the crap out of me, made me almost jump unintentionally and then saved me yet again. So… does that make you my guardian angel?" Guardian angel. Huh. That's a thought. I've heard of people getting quick glimpses of their guardian angel protecting them, but never have I ever heard of a full-out conversation occurring between the two.

For some odd reason, he pulled me into a hug, and while rubbing soothing circles into my back, he whispered, "I guess you could say that." Wow. He hugged me tighter, as his voice got louder, "Now I'm going to need you to remain calm. And I'm also going to need you to never, ever, attempt that again! You will find another job. You will find love. You have friends, I'm sure of it! Life is good! You're stuck in a hole right now, but keep your head up and you will get out!"

"Thank you for that… I feel kind of dumb. This is embarrassing. I'm going to just go now..." I started to pull away and walk backwards, too afraid to look him in the eye. The first time I meet my guardian angel, and it's when I'm contemplating suicide! Geez, Bella, you have the best luck in the world! Speaking of luck, walking backwards: a big no-no for me. Sure enough, I tripped over the step leading towards the exit, and noticed him rushing to help me up.

"Erm… Thanks. See ya, sort of. Bye. Yeah. Uhm." With that, I turned, still unable to look him in the eye. After struggling to get the door open for a minute, my nervousness kicking in as I heard him chuckle, I finally got it and ran out, turning the corner to my apartment door, and fumbling with the keys to unlock it. I should really take a class "How To Not Fumble With Your Keys Every Time." Ha. I felt a presence behind me, which made me struggle even more, but I finally got the keys in the door, unlocked it, and ran inside, pushing the door shut behind me. I ran straight to my room, to my bed and under the covers.

What am I supposed to do now?

Where do I go from here?

Will I ever see my guardian angel again?

I'm an idiot! I didn't even get his name! Guardian angels have names right?


A/N:

Hi guys! Thank you SO much to all those who reviewed and added to the story to their favourites! I didn't think I'd get 1 review, but I got 5! Yay! Thank you guys so much! Glad to know that you find it interesting!

Hope you enjoyed this chapter.. I'm working on trying to make the chapters longer, however I felt that I had to end this here. Please review and let me know what you think! :D

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- Genius