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"Five." I whispered to myself, breathing in slowly, watching the rapid waves I would soon be plunging into. "Four." I looked back at the deserted street, the almost completely dark sky, dim street lights and the setting sun. "Three." my knuckles started turning white from my grip and the free-falling tears dripped from my eyes, continuously. "Two." my stomach rolled from the wobbly sensation the bridge was creating and I kept my eyes on the water. "One."
I heard Niall screaming to me while my fingers released the pole and my body lunged forward.
Someone got a strong grip on my waist and pulled me back over, into their arms.
"No!" I screamed, sobbing and struggled to get out of their grip and back over the railing to my death. "Let me go! Let me die!" I pushed on their arms and kicked my legs, doing everything I could to get away from them.
I heard sirens in the background and I crumbled into a lump of nothingness. Not trying to get away from the person who stopped me, not trying to die.
Just going limp.
They sat me down on the curb and I hung my head so my forehead was resting on my knees. I tried to stop crying, but I couldn't. It was like my eyes had a mind of their own.
Someone placed their hand on my shoulder and I tried to shake it off, but they didn't budge.
"Kaylee, we need you to come to the ambulance to make sure your alright." a woman said softly and rubbed my back. I took a deep breath and she helped me up, leading me to the paramedics.
They lifted me so I was sitting on back of the car and started checking my pulse and all of that stuff. I leaned back against the cold metal and the same lady who helped me over here handed me some tissues.
I wiped my eyes and looked over at the group of people standing far off the my left. My mom and father were standing there, holding each other. Louis had his hand over his mouth, Harry sitting on the ground crying, Liam comforting them both. Even Sandy had taken time out of her night to come here.
Zayn had his hands over his face, trying to hide the fact that he was crying, but it was sort of obvious, and then my eyes landed on Niall. Who was staring straight at me with tears running down his face, no sign of stopping any time soon.
I didn't think of him once in any of that. Not when I was about to jump, thinking of jump, or actually jumping.
Wait, was he the one that pulled me back?
"Kaylee, we need you to answer a couple questions, alright?" I nodded and looked up at her, utterly in shock.
I should be dead now, not alive. I don't deserve to live after everything I've done.
"Why were you trying to kill yourself?"
"Because I don't deserve to live if my little brother couldn't. Look, I'm not mental, I'm perfectly fine."
"You tried to jump off a bridge. Your not 'fine'. You had to be pulled back up by that blonde boy. Your not 'fine'." she stated and brushed one of my tears away. I covered my face with my hands and started crying harder.
"I'm sorry." I repeated through tears and I felt someone lift me into their arms. I looked up and Niall pressed his tender lips to mine. "I'm sorry." I cried louder and he just held me close to him.
He lifted my face from his chest and placed his hands on either side of my face, using his thumbs to dab away the tears. He broke the space between our foreheads and I was forced to look into his piercing blue eyes.
"Don't ever do that to me again." he said in a shaky voice and I cried harder. "I can't lose you." his tears got heavier and he placed kisses all over my nose, cheeks, forehead, lips, and eyes. "I can't lose you." he whispered again and pulled me into another tight hug.
"I love you." I sobbed into his shoulder and clutched to the front of his shirt.
"I love you, too." he kissed my head before burying his face into my hair.
"Kaylee..." my father said softly, making my face turn hot and hands grow sweaty.
"Just leave her alone!" Niall screamed and turned so his back was to him. "This is all your fault, you did this to her!"
"I'm sorry." he sighed, insincerely, and turned around, walking back to my mom.
"I can't take it anymore." I cried and looked up at him.
"Only one more month." he sighed and gave me a sad smile.
