"My life is a lie, a dark place," Alyssa Pearson said, looking up at the sky with a heavy sigh. The weight of her existence was suffocating her.
"You are in a safe place, Alyssa. This is your home, and your life is as real as you are." He reassured...
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Had I died all together, what would have I lived for? is this life anyway, worth dying to?
"You're far too close to the edge." She heard someone say. "Don't make that wish while you plan on taking a risk there."
She turned to face the person. There he stood, wearing his black jacket, his hair - a mess, the same tired eyes. The cheeks were a mixture of red and pink, with the frigid weather. He still hadn't trimmed his beard and it looked great on him.
"You think I'm -" She let out a laugh. "Oh no no, I'm not. Well, at least not today. That'd be harsh on my family. Every year, they'll have to welcome the new year with this memory."
"Everything is a joke to you, isn't it?" He took a step closer to her. He didn't want to scare her, but he was worried if she took another step, it would be the wrong one.
"Is my life not a tragic comedy already?" She asked him, stepping closer to him. "It could be made into a show, maybe Netflix would buy the rights. It loves shitty plots anyway."
He tried hard not to roll his eyes.
"The girl wakes up from a coma, forgets the last four years of her life and the last memory that she remembers was her mother cheating on her dad and family," She let out a dry laugh. "Then, she finds out - she killed someone, she actually murdered a soul, but she doesn't remember that."
His heart ached at the mention of that accident.
"And if this isn't enough drama, her sister has gone MIA, big time. This girl got into an accident, has a lot of seizures, almost lost her life again in, another accident, but where is the sister?" She got closer to him and passed a sly smile. "Do you think maybe - the sister ran away? Maybe that could be the sequel, the sister changing her identity and living a new life, without giving a fuck about her sister back in town who had a lot to deal with, who had her life turned upside down, who - who, instead of celebrating the new year like any normal person, is standing at this cliff, with no idea of why she chose this spot in the first place, who - "
She took a deep breath, "It would be a hit show, right?"
He stepped away from her. "I think - people empathise with shows like this."
Will you?" She asked. "Are you empathetic with my story?" She had her eyes on him. He wanted to look away, but how could he? How could he not be mesmerized by the beautiful blue eyes?
Then she held her head back and laughed. "You aren't. If you ever were, you would've come to check on me. Well, after you ran away - may I say, again -" she was trying hard not to lose her calm. "from the winter formal, something happened. You must know it by now. It is the trending gossip of the town."
