Alone In The Dark (a Thomas Brodie-Sangster fanfic)

CHAPTER 4: Darkness

JUMP
I slowly start to fall when I feel something grab my ankle. Everything stops. The world around me is still. Another hand pulls on my lower leg. Someone's pulling me up. I finally get up to the ledge where I sit myself up. "What the hell?" I scream at the figure. "You expect me to let you bloody jump?!" She cries back. She's breathing heavily. "Look. I wouldn't of jumped if I wanted someone to save me. I'm here for a reason. And that reason is for me to leave this world." Anger rushes through me. I wanted to be free. Escape the world. But clearly someone, somewhere wants me to suffer. "So you're not going to say a fucking thank you? I just saved your bloody life. I ran all this way just to get shouted at! Ugh. You know what. Go jump next time. You selfish bitch!" She shouts and walks back in the direction she came from. I stood myself up and watched her slowly go down the hill. A wave of guilt rushed through me. Maybe I should've said thank you. But then again I never asked her to help. Anyway, she called me a selfish bitch. She was right though. I slowly walk down the bridge and walk back home. As I walk down, I trip over a broken tile and fall. My arm fills up with pain. Blood pours down my arm. I'm don't know how deep it was, but I knew it was quite deep. I get up and carry on walking. My arm stings. Blood doesn't stop running down. Dripping onto my clothes. I start to feel dizzy but I think nothing of it. I walk past The Empty Boot and the man from earlier looks at me and waves. No cars pass. I start to cross the road. The next thing, I was on the cold, damp road. Someone was towering over me. Everything went blurry. I heard a voice but couldn't make out what was being said. I close my eyes and everything goes quiet. It's peaceful. No lights, noises, people. Just darkness.

I slowly open my eyes. Nothing seemed familiar. I start to panic and I try to move "aahh" I cry out. My arm! It stung like hell. Someone comes into the room. "You're awake at last." She says with delight. "My name is Amalie. When you were crossing the road I ran into you. Sending you to the ground. It only felt right to help you and bring you back to my house. Then I noticed your arm. I cleaned it up and put a bandage over it to stop the bleeding" she said with a warming smile. She was tall and had chocolate brown hair. Her eyes were green on the inside and brown on the outside. She wasn't skinny but she wasn't big. She looked beautiful and seemed around 18. "Umm. Thank you. I'm Thomas. How long have I been asleep?" I asked. My head rushed with questions. "A day" Amalie said. Her smile made me feel safe. I knew I could trust her. She made some brownies and some tea. "So. What were you doing out so late?" She seemed serious. "Oh. Um. Well my girlfriend left me and I guess I became depressed. I didn't eat or sleep for days and all I did was drink. I decided enough was enough and I started walking. I came across this bridge and jumped but someone saved me. I got angry and she shouted and stormed-" I stopped. I felt as if I rambled on for hours. "But now I ran into you and I'm here now." She laughed a little "The girl who helped you. Umm. Well she was me"....