Deception,Regrets and Loss

Regrets

I started to blush, but behind that blushing was anger. He just sat there looking at me. I got nervous, he slowly backed away with no expression. I could tell he wanted to say something, but I didn't know what. His mouth opened with the words, "Do you want to give us another shot?" At that moment I wanted to just rip his heart out and say no, but I said, "Yes I would love to."
He held me like he would never let go. I heard someone unlocking the door, I panicked and pushed him causing him to fall off. When the door opened my mom screamed in horror, seeing blood ooze from his head. We quickly put him in the car with a towel around his head. I tried to keep him awake, but nothing was working. We finally go to the E.R and they took him away. I noticed his blood was all over me, I screamed like I was getting murdered. One of the nurses took me to a room and cleaned me off. The nurse gave me some clothes, then left me. While I was changing I felt like the voices in my head were trying to tear me apart. I couldn't take it anymore, I rushed to the roof and leaned over the railing.
Two hours had passed and the voices were even louder. I decided to end these voices. I climbed over the railing and heard the door open. I leaned over more, still holding onto the railing. The voice of a man said, "Don't do it you will regret it!" I looked back and could tell he was concerned. "You don't know me go AWAY!", I screamed. He stepped closer little by little. The man was about an inch away from me. "I know you haven't been to Paris or Hawaii. I know you never went skydiving or to college yet. You haven't done many things." He just kept on ranting. "What is your point towards this?", I asked. "You're young and you're going to end your life now? There is so much you haven't experienced.", he replied. I just stared into his bright green eyes. I decided to climb back over, but I lost my balance. I had one hand on the railing, I could feel my self slipping off slowly. As soon as my hand let go of the railing his hand quickly grabbed mine. I could feel gravity pulling me down. He shouted, "Don't let go, hold on!" "I can't I'm slipping just let go!" " No I won't, I will never let you go!", he said. He grabbed me with both of his hands and with all his strength he pulled me back up to safety. I landed on top of him, in the most awkward way possible. I jumped right up and thanked him for saving me. He pulled me into a tight hug. My face was bright red like a rose. I could hear his heart pounding faster and faster. He let me go and picked me up bridal style. I put my arms around his neck and buried my face into his chest. I wanted to hear that heart beat race. He carried me all the way down to the first floor. He gently put me down on the couch in the waiting room. He slowly walked away, before he could get out of my reach I grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Who are you!?"
"My name is Caleb."
After I heard those words I thought to myself, could this be what is called "Love?"

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