The voices are getting louder. They're real voices, I know they are. I'm not imagining them
*smashes fist into windowsill*
Whatever I do, they keep talking. Babbling. Shrieking and swearing like witches. They keep pushing me. Pushing and pushing until I found myself here. The edge of this cliff, staring into the abyss below me and begin to regret this decision. No. It's not like anyone will miss me anyway.
"Hey!" I hear from behind me, I know it's just the voices. They want to carry on torturing me. Then I hear it gain but this time a firm hand grasps my wrist. The hand yanks me away from the edge and sorrow sets in. Brown orbs glare at me and I feel like they're boring into my soul. Inches away from eachother, we hold this position for a minute or so. Hesitantly, I glance away, taking a step back as I do so, forgetting about the rigid hand grasping my wrist. I did managed to catch a glimpse of my saviour's face though. Everything else from there was a blur.
*faints*
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chase them away {dylmas}
FanfictionThomas has a secret. A secret so deep that he was hoping to take it to his grave, that's why he was on the cliffs, he wanted peace. It turns out that the mysterious boy, named Dylan, that saves him from his fate brings more peace than death itself c...
