Gerard's POV
The minute he kissed me I pulled back and looked at him. "Why'd you do that?" He gave me a strange look and I sighed in frustration and gritted my teeth. "You can't come back to me, you have someone... this isnt what I came here for!"
He looked down at the floor, "Is my life a toy to you? Is it truly that funny to you?" He looked up at me and sighed, "You should leave.. Before I call the cops." I felt like hitting him but at the same time I didn't want to hurt him.
My phone buzzed in my back pocket and I shot him a look, "Fuck you." I snapped at him harshly and stomped away. I pulled my phone out once I had left his yard, a text from Mikey.
I read over it and felt my mouth go dry and my stomach knot. I was all alone. After all of this drama and all of this confusion I was alone. Again. I put my phone in my pocket and drove home just thinking.
Everyone around me is happy, and in love with someone telling them how perfect they are and I'm going home alone with sick feelings in my stomach. One word hit me when I was halfway across the bridge and no one else was on it.
It was a rather old bridge and it'd probably break easily I came to a stop and looked all around at the somewhat darkness taking in a deep breath. I backed the car up, about a mile from the bridge and looked at it, thinking a silent goodbye to my mother and holding my foot just barely above the gas pedal.
Without another thought I slammed my foot down on the pedal and drove the car onto the old bridge ramming the car sharply to the left and I heard a loud crack before I felt falling and saw nothing but black as water flooded in and it became harder to breathe.
Vics POV
I was on my way to the store to get some ingredients for dinner when a car in front of me backed away from the bridge. He sat there for a minute and I assumed the bridge may have finally fallen but then the car shot forward and went right off the bridge. I immediately screamed "NO!" And jumped out the car to see the hood disappear into the water. I pulled my phone out and called 911 as quickly as my shaky hands would let me.
Phone call:
O: 911, what's your emergency?
V: I'm on Perry West Bridge and it looks like the man in front of me just purposely drove off the bridge. His car is underwater and he's not coming out.
O: An ambulance is on the way, did the man have others in the car?
V: No, I don't think he did.
O: Did you know the man in the car?
V: No, can I please help him? No one can go very long under water.
O: Just stay away from the car.
V: There's a man dying! Hurry the fuck up! He could have a daughter or a family!
O: Ambulances are on the way.
I threw the phone down and rushed to the waters edge, hesitating before I dove in and swan to a dark figure, finding the car and pulling the knob, thank god it was unlocked.
The man in the drivers seat wasn't wearing a seat belt and he looked like he had passed out. I grabbed his wrist and pulled, I pulled and kicked until I was dragging a soaking wet, unconscious, man onto the shore of an ambulance lit sand dune. "Down here!" I screamed and paramedics rushed at us.
This chapter is going to have a part two, but I have to go find out when I can be fitted for my pointe shoes and I wanted to post something for you guys right now.
