Thanks to @ElizalovesHamilton and @iapauta16 for the idea :)
TW: Suicide
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Anthony POV:
I walked through the front door, exhausted and wanting to curl up with Jasmine. The kids were still at school, so we had some alone time.
"Jazzy!" I called out, waiting for her reply. No reply came, which unnerved me. I walked into the kitchen and saw a letter on the counter. Intrigued, I picked it up to see who it was addressed to. It said "To Anthony and the Munchkins". I opened the letter and read through it.
OH GOD.
IT WAS A SUICIDE NOTE.
I dropped the note, my heart racing. I pulled my shoes on and grabbed the keys. I knew exactly where she was going to be, as I had stopped a previous attempt a couple of years ago. I just prayed I'd make it on time. I texted my mum and asked her to pick the kids up and look after them as there was no way I'd make it to school in time to pick them up.
I jumped into a cab and gave the driver the address. I felt like vomiting the whole time. Was I going to make it? How long had the note been there? I called her phone, but she didn't answer. How late was I?
As soon as the cab stopped, I jumped out and paid the person. We were at Brooklyn Bridge. I ran along the pavement, searching for her. Just as I had decided I was too late, I saw her.
She had just climbed on to the edge, and was preparing to jump. Heart in my mouth, I yelled,
"JASMINE!"
She turned and saw me, tears flowing freely down her face. I reached her and pulled her down unceremoniously into my arms. We both clung on to each other, sobbing with overwhelming emotions.
Once I felt calmer, I scooped her up into my arms and hailed a cab. I placed her inside and hopped in afterwards. I gave the driver our address and took my fragile wife home.
Jazzy POV:
The sadness was a prison, and I knew no way to escape it. It weighed me down, making me feel like there was no use living anymore. I felt like I was sat on the side-lines, watching my life go by without actually living it myself. I just couldn't take it anymore.
I had placed my suicide note on the table, where I knew Anthony would find it. It had taken me hours to write and it took everything to not sob all over it and smudge the ink.
I situated my hand on the edge of the bridge and hoisted myself up. I stood on the edge, swaying with imbalance, and peered over at the abyss below. I gulped, doubting my choices. It was too late now as I felt like this was what I needed to do. It was the only way to escape the prison cell that locked me away, leaving me isolated and alone.
I took my last breath and steadied myself to jump. Just as I was about to leap into the enticing darkness, I heard a certain someone yell my name.
"JASMINE!" Anthony practically screamed my name. Only then did I notice the tears rolling down my face.
He reached me, dragging me down from the side of the bridge an into his arms. We both soaked each other's clothes with our tears. He carried me over to a cab and dumped me inside.
Anthony POV:
That was close. Too close.
I almost lost the love of my life, my soulmate.
I felt like crying. I felt like I had my insides ripped out and thrown away. I was just glad that I made it on time. I couldn't let myself think of what could've happened if I hadn't have made it. I know that I could never live without her, and I will try my absolute hardest to make sure her mental health increases. She deserves the world, and I need to make her believe that.
The ride home was uneventful, the only noise being Jasmine sniffling and crying on my shoulder. When we arrived, I carried her inside and placed her on her side of the bed. I then texted my mum to let her know that the kids would be staying over for the night.
I climbed in next to her and pulled her into a tight hug. She fell against me, bawling her eyes out. I felt my heart break for her, knowing that I will never fully understand what she is going through.
About an hour later, Jas had stopped crying and we had ordered pizza. We were curled up, watching tv and finishing the food when Jas suddenly broke the silence.
"You know you found me on the bridge?"
"Yes?" I replied uncertainly.
"The only reason you found me when you did was because I hesitated slightly"
I felt like I had been punched in the chest. I was too late. It was because of her that she's still here. I couldn't bear to think of what would've happened if she hadn't have stopped herself. I would've been too late. She wouldn't be here.
I looked over to see her sleeping with her head on my shoulder. I cherished this moment, knowing that my wife was the most amazing person in the world, and I loved her more than words could say.
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A/N: 913 words
I hate this ending so much lmao
Also I have another pt2 coming as I had two ideas.
