The Bridge To Heaven And Back. (Short Story)

Part Three.

It was 12:00 AM. The darkness around had consumed me as I walked home. I couldn't see my surroundings but I naturally knew where I was by instinct. I was at the bridge. The bridge that had changed my life. And it was about to change my life once again, except this time it's not for a good cause... This time... It would rip my heart out and leave me gasping for air in shock.

My lungs suddenly felt so compressed, as if I almost didn't have any. My eyes burned like never before, an agonizing pain that I knew would never go away. This nightmare would haunt me for an everlasting life ... I could see there was a body standing on the very edge of the bridge. Just a single thread from death. Except this wasn't just anyone, this was Skyler, the girl who I had thought of as my sister. She turned her head slightly and must have seen me out of the corner of her eye. The look on her face I will never forget and the blankness in her eyes. A blankness that awoken death, yet accepted it at the same time.

"I'm sorry..." I had read her lips but I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe this was happening.

"SKYLER NO!!"
But of course... I was too late...She looked down and she let herself fall. She let herself fall to a place where you can't come back from. A place where Luke and I would never see her again. Or at least for a long, long time. I fell to my knees, I couldn't bare the excruciating pain. I didn't even want to look over the edge of the bridge because I knew if I did I would never forgive myself for the graphic image i would see.

I woke up to a major headache, "Err..." I groaned, rolling over to grab my phone off of my nightstand. I was so used to checking for calls or messages from skyler and Luke, but then I had remembered. There would be no more messages or late night emergency calls from sky, there would be no more 1AM calls asking me random questions that could've waited till school. She was gone and I would miss her, I'd miss her just enough to go insane. And that was when I broke down.

My most horrible breakdown yet... I screamed and cried that I couldn't take it. I'm not sure what triggered this, but it was definitely aimed at my weak spot. Bullseye... I was down and during my insanity I had gotten the most gruesome idea, so gruesome that it might even be my last.