✓ QUIXOTIC | L. PARTRIDGE

Saving • Louis

requested by @blackroseboulevard
( sorry this literally took more than a month i feel so bad- )

TRIGGER WARNING!

S*ICIAL THOUGHTS AND ATTEMPTS

PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

to anyone reading this that might be in the dark, just know that YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

and if anyone ever needs to talk about anything at all, im always here for you. or you can go to a trusted person in your life.

stay safe <3

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YOUR POV

I walk down a street of the city, the sun getting ready to set.

My converse squeak against the pavement as I pull my jacket tighter around me.

No one looks at me as I walk, no one knows what's going on inside my head.

How my family treats me like shit.

How i'm invisible to everyone at school.

They don't realize how truly alone I feel. No one knows how I just go through the motions now, the schoolwork too much to put up with because it was just never ending. My parents are now on my ass about my grades because the one time in my life they gave a flying fuck about me is the time where I've stopped trying.

My mind wanders to other thoughts, my feet taking me to a destination unknown.

What's the point anymore? No one cares about me. Would it really be so bad if i left? No one would miss me.

I look up and I guess my feet really did know where they were going.

A bridge stands before me.

I walk over to the railing, the wind blowing my hair as I look over the small body of water. The sun is just above it, the sky streaking gorgeous pinks and oranges and yellows.

It's a breathtaking sight.

It would be a beautiful place to leave.

I don't know why I'm doing this. Maybe because I'm suffering and getting pulled under, unable to come up for breath on my own and too far down to scream for help.

Before I process what I'm doing, my body moves on its own, shaking hands grasping the railing at I swing my legs over.

I don't even realize the tears cascading down my face as I grip the metal, my toes standing on the edge. One wrong step and it's over.

But that's what I want, right?

As I contemplate what I'm about to do, I realize I have doubts, but I don't know why I do. My life is terrible, and I'm not sure how much more I can take.

I sniffle and my hands twitch against their grip, the sun's rays shining brightly on the horizon.

I smile through the tears, mustering up my courage, until I hear brakes squeal behind me.

LOUIS' POV

( five minutes earlier )

I slam the door to my house in frustration and anger, the keys to my car gripped tightly in my palm.

I get into the vehicle and start the car, driving away as fast as I can to let out my emotions.

There's only one place I go when I need to clear my head, a mountain top that looks over the lake, which usually has a magnificent spot to watch the sunset.