How to Save a Life

Chapter 2

The next two weeks passed in the same way, working and then sitting on that ratty red couch in the book store obsessing over that night, trying to piece together the events but coming up with nothing. There is no possible way that I could find out the truth, but that didn't stop me from coming up with crazy possibilities that could only happen in one of my novels.
The funny thing is, it gave me something to care about, to obsess over, and to hope for. And the more I thought about that, the less I thought about my mother, her death, and the åsshole who calls himself my father.
During those two weeks, I came to the conclusion that someone must have pulled me out of that river. But who? And why didn't he or she stay with me and how the fuçk did I end up back in my apartment safe and sound with nothing but bruises as reminders of my idiotic mistake.
I needed to push this out of my mind and move on. The next day was my first day of classes and I was determined to do well. I was given a second chance and I refused to waste it.
Whatever happened that night, it awakened me in a way I never thought possible and I was beginning to be unbelievably grateful.
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The following day, I walked the mile to campus, not wanting to deal with the chaos that is parking. I  arrived to my first class of the day, Sociology. Having the extremely vague major of science I could just about take whatever classes I dåmn well pleased. I got to the lecture hall twenty minutes early but I still just took a seat in the back. The professor droned on about the syllabus and what the semester entailed. But all the while I had the undeniable feeling that I was being watched. I took a look around the lecture, finding a guy studying me. Suddenly feeling self conscious, I  quickly looked away, sunk into my seat and tried to pay attention to the professor.
But I couldn't stop thinking about the guy who was staring at me.
What is his problem
I refused to even glance in his direction for the rest of class.
Once the class was dismissed, I rushed to the door, not wanting to deal with the rando that was staring at me.
But as I was reaching the door I heard a voice that could only belong to a god say
"Jump off any good bridges lately?"
I froze.
What the fuck
When I turned around, I saw those eyes. The beautiful and familiar blue eyes I saw that night, the ones I thought belonged to an angel but dismissed as a delusional dream.
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