Random love scenarios.

The Fall.

The cold air blew around at ferocious speeds. My hoody flapped about, the noise drowned out by audible thoughts that I began to mumble as I looked over the city. The neon lights reflecting of the skyscraper windows made a purple and orange aura hang over the black tarmac of the streets. Small figures moved around below me as I stood watching them like a god. I certainly didn't feel like one though, while the city had an aura of magic made by the neon lights the rooftop I stood at the edge of was covered by dark clouds that unleashed a repetitive attack of rain onto me. The weather swirled around me as I took one last look behind me; motionless lakes and the surrounding hills fell away into the dimming sunset. The rails of the spiral staircase were a silhouette against the only star in our solar system. I stared at them for god knows how long as all the regrets of my life flooded through my head. The sight of blood on my hand for the first time, the countless amounts of insults that were aimed at me. The pain I suffered, the pain I made the ones close to me experience. Even my own brother died due to my incompetence. Maybe all of the things in this world are caused by somebody's incompetence like it stated in Tokyo Ghoul Re:. I couldn't handle the thoughts no more, the ones that made me forget who I truly was. The ones that walked me up the hundreds of steps to this rooftop only to leave me here as I looked over the magical city. My hoody was soaked thoroughly by now as I once again turned to the edge and climbed over the illuminated railings. The view below made me smile in happiness for whatever reason. I stepped.

And again.

And again.

Then I fell.

The fall. It was exhilarating as the images of all my friends flew across my mind. So did my life. I couldn't see anything except for one moment. The first time I could stare into her eyes without her caring. The time I realised that I wanted to be with her forever. The time that was lost to the knife that was plunged into her heart as we walked home from my house last night. What happened after I will never be proud off. It haunted me for the last 17 hours. I carried on falling. It didn't stop as I headed along my trajectory with the floor. More and more moments flashed across my mind the happiest times of my life; the times I was with her. The times where we shared each others warmth in the cold, the times when her lips touched mine and made me feel cared for and secure. The endless nights were all we did was lay our heads on the other and talk. But those times were no longer going to happen.

I opened my eyes, wanting to witness the blurry ground rush towards me. My lips were stretched from ear to ear as I went to see my girlfriend for one last time. The green approached.
Then it turned into black.

Beep beep beep. The irritating noise of a heart monitor echoed in my head as my eyes were opened by to pale fingers connected to a pale arm the connected to a familiar body and head. The head had dark hair on top and the face was one I was shocked to see. It was my girlfriend. The one I took my life to see.