Within Reach

~Part 1~

A/N

Hello Everyone!!
Well, this is my story!!! I'm not exactly sure how this twisted, weird Idea came to me, all I know is that I was in the car waiting for Indian takeaway when I wrote this first chapter!!
I would like to say a massive thanks to the people that have encouraged me with this story (SaltwaterThread, manakaori, Catgirl2411, GrumpyAliCat, and others!)
And also a big thanks to my tech class for that day when; I started to tell a friend the plot and idea, when suddenly I turned and the whole class was listening!! Thank you to all you amazing people who were interested and listened with open hearts to except this quirky story and it's odd ways! You don't know how much that sewing lesson meant to me!!!! Thank you for the support, and for those, (you know who you are!! ;p) who kept me going, read chapters and gave me suggestions. Also a big thanks to my mum, who insisted I let her read it, and for proof reading it for me!!! (I am so, so sorry though if me and mum missed some things or grammar mistakes!!)
Also I want to quickly say that I am Very, Very sorry about the blurb!!! It's really bad!!!
So, I better stop blabbing on!! I very much hope you who read it like it!! I do have many more chapters if you guys think it's good enough to be continued!!! He he!!!!
I really hope you enjoy it (and that it lives up to your expectations SaltwaterThread and manakaori!!! You guys have made this story what it is! Couldn't have done it without you ❤️) so please, have a read and feel free to leave a comment and feed back!!
Thanks so much everyone!
HERE IT IS!!!! THE MUCH AWAITED 'WITHIN REACH' ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Xx~ Littlefuzzypeach

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~Part 1~

One more step, was all it would take. To end it all. And here I was, about to take it. My feet clung tightly to the roof of the highest school building. Sure, I would have liked to pick somewhere nicer, more forgiving instead of here, forever remaining the School-girl-ghost who committed suicided on G block, one grey Sunday evening. The rumours that would create themselves, the things people would talk about. I was about to make G-block the haunted place, the unlucky spot. But it was the highest place I had access to. And that guaranteed death. Hopefully.
So, here I was, having had enough of the world, desperate enough to do so in a high school. Lame.
The wind whipped gracefully around my loose hair, blowing it caressingly across my pale face. So, this was it, huh? A final goodbye, was that necessary?
A "goodbye cruel world", or "thanks for being the biggest dip-shit"?
No, best not to burn bridges, and stay on good terms with the earth as I departed from it. So... Thanks for the memories. Even though they weren't the greatest. Let's leave it at that.
My fist clenched and un-clenched as I let the fear of hitting solid concrete leave my body. Hopefully death would be kind enough to take me before it came to that. Before my body hit the ground. But then again, were things ever fair to me? Well I wouldn't be here otherwise, so I braced myself for pain. But pain would drown out depression, cloud out the anger, dilute the wishful thinking. My breathing became deeper, as my lungs filled for the last time. I stared across the horizon, my eyes reflecting the pink and orange colours of my last sunset. Beautiful, at least. My heals trembled, as I squeezed my eyes closed. I'd rather not see the ground as I plummeted towards it. One breath, I prepared to jump. Two breaths, I hugged myself as I wrapped my arms around my torso, feeling my ribs beneath the skin. Three breaths, I spoke my final words
"see you in the next life, everyone"
"HEY!" The desperate voice reached up to me from below, puncturing the serenity.
Was that it? Well, at least it had been quick. Because, I was imagining. Right? Was it death greeting me, had I already jumped? Well surprisingly I didn't feel the pain. For once in my life. Slowly, I braced myself, for heaven and opaque clouds. What would I say to death? I hadn't even thought of it.
I slowly released the tight clench my eyes had created, letting my eyelids knit apart, hyperventilating over what may lie behind them. I nearly lost my balance, stumbling at the far too-familiar school scene.
So I hadn't fallen. And death was no where to be seen.
"HHEEYY!!" The voice was louder this time, ripping me from afterlife possibilities. It was harsh, gripping
my insides with force. Urgent. My breathing was uneven, as I searched below my hanging toes. Between them, a little to the left, a boy with striking blonde hair and a pale, doll looking face stared up at me with one hand above his eyes.
"GET DOWN FROM THERE, YOU'LL FALL!!!" The tips of my lips slightly curled at the sides, smiling sadly.
But that was the point. The whole catch line he was missing.
"ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?" He questioned. "GET DOWN!!"
I stared at his tiny image, far below me. Was he new? I hadn't seen him around. Although it's not like I'd had a perfect attendance record lately. Maybe once upon a time, but not now. So, teacher? But he looked too young....
I slowly closed my eyes again, shaking my head, and clearing him from my situation. He was only distracting me from where I was headed. I heard a quiet sigh of frustration, as he disappeared into the building on which I was standing. Great. So, I would jump before he got here. It would take him a minute or two.
First breath. I prepared myself to jump. Second breath, I hugged myself, wrapping my arms around my torso, feeling my ribs beneath the skin. Third breath, I spoke my final words.
"See you in the next life every-"
"Please" there was a loud smash as he burst out onto the roof, causing the door to hit the wall behind it. the same voice that had yelled from below, pleaded with me in a puffed tone only a few meters behind. He was quick. Too quick. It should have taken him longer. A lot longer. I wasn't looking at him, but I could sense his distress.
"Please, don't do this" he said.
No, I told him in my delusional mind, where things fought each other and depression piled. I had made a decision to do this. I was ready, and I had had enough. I was content in leaving now, and it was going to happen. I was going to make sure of that. And he wasn't going to stop me.
"Please, what you're going through must be tough, I get that, but everything will be fine. There's no need for this"
I didn't open my eyes, I just listened to his soft voice as tears escaped from under my eye lashes. They rolled down, uneven with my body weight, threatening to tip me over the edge. I was so close now, maybe I could make it look like bad balance. There was every need for this, I thought. Every need not to feel anymore.
"I - I can help you..." Tears streamed down, half with frustration, half sighs of self pity. Did I really look that emotionally unstable to him? Although, I suppose I really am. Lying to everyone around you takes its toll, and you start to believe you don't look so bad to the public eye. You just learn to lock it away and hold it all in.
So, what was the idiotic stranger doing? Trying to save someone he barely knew? No one had ever tried to do as much as he was trying to do right now in my entire life. Fire burned inside me, a white hot flame. because he knew nothing. Anyone who understood would blow me a kiss, stand back and let me fall. They would agree, that the pain was too much to deal with, and that I'd rather feel nothing than the burden of depression, and anger and suicidal thoughts rest painfully on my shoulders. I rather have the world let me go, instead of hang onto me, sitting around while they watched me suffer. To laugh in my face and push me down when I attempted to get back up. So this was it. I was done. I carefully lifted one foot, and placed it shakily over the building edge, leaving it dangling with tension as it waited for the other to follow its lead. The lead into death.
"Just wait, and listen, I am begging you, you will be ok, I promise" I swung my leg stamping it next to the other, swivelling angrily to face him.
"Don't promise me anything" I spat, but my voice breaking left me venerable.
"Don't promise me that you can fix pain you don't understand. Don't promise me I will be ok, because I don't believe in fairytales anymore. I don't want to keep living, I'm done, and I'm ready for it all to end" tears sprayed aggressively from my swollen eyes, as I yelled the words at his soft face. He didn't understand, and I didn't need him here for my last moments. It wasn't meant to end like this, with me angry, tears streaming, soaking my now red face.
"Just listen"
"No" I answered sternly. "I'm done with lies. I'm done with excuses."
His face glowed as his expression became more one of anger. His frustration illuminated his features, And for the first time, I saw the paleness of his eyes. The blue silver and dark grey that rimmed the outside. Like a pool of saltywater. Of tears. I stared blankly at him. His change frightened me out of my rage, leaving me defenceless.
"What is it?" He asked accusingly, staring down my scar riddled, bone showing body.
His words stung, as I shook my head thoroughly. Lies again. All lies.
"Because I don't care what you look like. I won't let you jump." He shoved a finger to the middle of his chest, suggesting at himself. "I won't let you throw away your life. Don't be selfish"
"Selfish?" I hissed at him, through clenched teeth. The world had only ever been selfish to keep me around all this time. They should had given up on me a long time ago. Just the way I had.
"if you jump, think of all the people that will die along with you. You won't leave this world unnoticed. No one does"
"I will" I whispered.
His blonde hair ruffled as he shook his head, disagreeing with my personal choice.
"People care-"
"No one cares" the tears ran past my checks and leaked slowly into my mouth. The taste was familiar, something that had always been with me.
"I-I care"
"You don't even know me" I reminded him. He spoke like we were old friends. And maybe we were. I'd blocked out so much of the world that I wouldn't even remember if we had been.
"But I care" he protested. "What do you think it will do to me if you go and I was unable to save you even though I was so close?" I could have sworn he was on the verge of tears. A memory perhaps? A past? But that didn't give me sympathy for him. He had no right to interfere with my future, blaming things on his past.
He was just sprouting words that didn't mean anything, as I shied away from them. I tried to block his appearance out, refusing to believe him.
"Please-just-think about what you're doing." He pleaded. "I won't let you jump. You can't. You just.....can't."
I hated the boy with the blond hair and pale eyes. For his disturbing of my peaceful leaving. Life was never fair to me, and this was its final laugh. It was cruel enough to deny me a peaceful, satisfying death. I didn't even deserve that much. I squinted the tears from my eyes that were clouding my view, and took one last look at his apologetic face. He really was beautiful. Well, at least I was surrounded by beautiful things at my resting place. The flowers that sprouted from the cracks of this roof, the setting sun, the sky that stretched for miles around and the stranger that tried to save me. I was the only thing wrecking this scene of complete purity. I twisted on my heels hopelessly as I took the steps towards the edge of life and the edge of the Lonely school building roof where two teenagers stood. The beauty trying to save the ugly. This really is a twisted world. With my last line now decided in my head, I breathed deep, reminding my lungs to remember the taste of air. This life was good to some, but I did not belong.
I basically ran, and jumped as my feet met thin, bare air, where my being left the building. I only just remember a scream of "STOP" that was partly muted before my blood rushing ears, and the feel of a hand grasp my wrist, and a body next to mine, before me and the boy with blonde hair and pale eyes descended towards the ground.