First Impressions : Chapter 1
Savannah Anderson
What would you do if you saw someone trying to commit suicide? Would you try to talk them out of it or would you just let them die and forget it ever happened? What would you do if that someone was someone you knew very well? Maybe, or at least you thought you knew them very well. You’d probably comfort them and talk them out of dying, right? I guess that’s the case in many situations. I’d definitely comfort someone if I caught them trying to kill themselves. Then, I’d make them feel happy about life. Every chance they get, they deserve to live. Maybe I’d teach them to try to overcome the hardships in life. Most of all, I’d make them happy. That is, unless, the case is Connor Knight, my best friend’s other best friend!
“Wait! Can you commit suicide like 10 minutes later? I’m gonna run to the store and buy some popcorn,” I shouted, holding my hands up in amazement.
Connor turned to face me, quickly releasing his skateboard from his hand. I caught it firmly. It was a nice skateboard. Maybe after he died, I’d be the one to keep it.
“What do you want Savannah? I want to die, let me do it in peace.” The whole time he was speaking, he was staring at me with a hard glare on his face. From that stupid cold glare, I knew he was pissed. Even if he didn’t glare at me, I’d know he was mad anyways. That’s how things were between us. We got mad at each other for everything. If Connor made a tiny little mistake, I wouldn’t be satisfied until I corrected him about it.
“Oh really,” I said, folding my arms across my chest. “Do it, then. Let’s see if you have it in you.”
I started tapping my feet impatiently, trying to give him the cue that I was annoyed. If he wanted to die, he should do it already! “Come on, now! We don’t have all day. I really need to go to the park to do community service today.”
Connor sighed. “Maybe I want to die without your ugly presence standing behind me. You know, I said I wanted to die in peace so why don’t you just leave,” he snapped.
I have to admit, I was quite taken aback by his comeback. I wasn’t expecting that from him. I thought he’d tease me about my attitude then hop back down the stairs, without committing suicide.
“Maybe I will,” I muttered, trying to make him feel guilty. I knew I was failing but it was worth a shot, right? Even if we hated each other, we’d still care a bit…
“You’re right,” I started. “The height isn’t gonna go anywhere. So if you feel like dying tomorrow, you can just hop back up here and jump down.”
I slowly walked up to Connor and sat beside him. He didn’t budge. Instead he just sat there, frozen, staring up at the sky. The sun was setting briefly. The sky was orange. It was a beautiful sight, no doubt about that.
“My girlfriend’s cheating on me,” Connor finally said. “With the guy you’ve been in love with since 4th grade.”
After he said that, I felt guilty. Guilty for making him feel miserable when he was having a heartbreak crisis. I quickly removed the pang of guilt from my stomach. Connor didn’t deserve my pity. He probably didn’t even want it.
“Oh Connor,” I cooed. “Just die! I’ll tell her that she’s the reason you’re dead. You know, why don’t you just write a will? I’m not gonna be your messenger. Your girlfriend was just a slut anyways.”
Connor stared at me. “You know, you’re a jerk. I’m about to die. Can’t you be nice to me for a little while? I changed my mind. I’m not gonna die. Go do your community service shit. A little pity would be appreciated, you know!”
My face fell. He’s not going to die? I quickly got up and started walking away. Before leaving, I turned to face him one last time. “You’re not brave at all! I thought my life was going to be good for once. If you ever plan on committing real suicide, call me. Next time, remind me to bring some popcorn and candy.”
I saw him smirk. “As long as I’m here,” he said, making his smirk grow wider. “Your life is never gonna be good, Savannah Anderson.”
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Hello, thanks for reading! :) Remember to Vote and Comment. This story will NOT be depressing. I just found the start dialouge funny so I decided to use it. My friend told me to write a story about a girl who tries to commit suicide and I just got the idea! :)
Thanks for reading!
-HoorayForPie-
