The waves lapped over each other below, fighting for control. Sierra stared at the water through the darkness. Her tangled brown hair flew wildly around her, as her gaze landed on her converses.
It would only take a single step to end it all. She wanted to go quickly and quietly, and as painlessly as possible. Exhaling a deep breath, she pulled out her phone. Twenty-three missed calls from her mother lit up her screen. She scoffed. The sound echoed through the air, carried by the breeze.
She pressed the power button until the screen went black, and tossed the device into the air.
She saw it hit the water below before she heard the sound.
Pulling off her black windbreaker, she threw it behind her and stood shivering as the cold bit at her bare arms. Even through her jeans she could feel the London breeze pierce her skin.
Sighing, Sierra lifted a foot in the air and squeezed her eyes shut.
Slowly, she leaned forward, hoping the wind would do the rest and waited for the fall.
But it never came.
Instead, two strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her back, away from the edge of the bridge.
She gasped as she landed with a thud, scraping her elbows on the rocky ground. The pain was nothing to her.
"Let me go!" She yelled.
But the stranger held on tight. Their grip was like a vice, tightening the more she struggled to break free.
Then she stopped when she heard a low, raspy voice in her ear.
"Please, don't," the stranger whispered.
But it wasn't the words that stopped her from struggling against him.
It was the pain that came with it.
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Between Us
Teen Fiction"She wants to die. He wants to live." When Sierra runs away from home, she sees death as the only way out of her painful existence. She doesn't care that she'll be leaving behind a mother who doesn't love her, and a brother who turns away when she c...
