thirty seven

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Joey's POV

Standing on the edge of the bridge looking over, I see the churning waves of the rocky waters below. The wind whips through my messy hair, causing it to cover my eyes slightly. The moon was hidden by the heavy overcast, giving the surrounding area a dark, gloomy look. Small and scattered water drops begin to fall from the looming dark clouds over head.

"You're nothing without him. You've broken him and you know he'll never return to you. You're just a worthless piece of shit." my mind hisses at me, and I nod at the words, knowing they're true.

A pang of guilt washes over me. Quickly dismissed, it goes away and I feel the same dull feelings envelope my body like it had been all those days ago. It had grown almost comforting in a way.

No cars drive down the bridge I stood precariously on the edge of. I was deep in the first on the outskirts of town, nobody driving by anytime soon. The rain picked up and I sighed, turning my face up to the now down pour, letting it soak into my skin.

It is time, I need to do it, and it can finally be over. This endless guilt and sudden loneliness will end. A smile covers my face and I let the tears pour out, mixing with the rain. Pain grips my heart, happiness fills my head. He can finally be happy without my bullshit, and that will make my feel at ease. (don't you dare.)

Opening my water filled eyes, I look down at the river. The pace was fast and jagged rocks poked out over the flooded waters. It seemed so harsh and angry compared to the peaceful forest around it. Vibrant greens and tall heart trees stood tall, soaking in the rain. Just like Daniel and I. He was always the peaceful forest, I the harsh rivers devouring and overpowering the peacefulness of him.

Limping closer to the edge, I feel my eyes shutting peacefully. This is what I need to do. Nobody will remember me, I'm simply a useless soul without him. He made me something, and now that he's gone, there's no point. I've hurt him so terribly, there is no way in hell he's returning to me. I'm just a filthy piece of scum. He won't even allow me to explain myself, there's no point in living a life without him.

As I reopen my eyes, I smile to myself. When I'm out of his life, he won't need to worry about a thing. He can move on, fall in love with someone deserving of such a perfect man. That is not I, for I am just damaged goods. Once pure and innocent, now filthy and broken. Nobody wants damaged goods.

"Just jump already, Joey." the voices continue to whisper in my ear, encouraging the action.

My head nods up and down as I take a step closer to the ledge, feeling my feet slip slightly beneath me due to the pouring rain pelting my feet. My heels soon become my main source of support, holding the majority of my body up. As I feel my foot slipping off, suddenly something stops me. My head doesn't turn as I hear the noise, I simply freeze directly in the moment.

"Are you okay?"

Are the three words I hear before I collapse onto the hard ground, bashing my face into the stone covered bridge. I voluntarily slam my face onto the surface repeatedly, feeling blood pouring out of my nose and the rocks cutting my face.

"You're going to kill yourself!"

A male's voice yells and I hear the loud pitter pattering of someone running towards me. They grip onto my head, stopping my actions. As I look to the person, I don't recognize them. Until suddenly, my vision becomes blurry, and all I see is black.

(a/n: Hi, I'm Pablo
My name's Tyrone
I'm Uniqua
I'm Tasha
And my name is Austin
And we're...

Your backyard friends, the Backyardigans
Together in the backyard again
In the place where we belong
Where we'll prob'ly sing a song
And we'll maybe dance along

We've got the whole wide world in our yard to explore
We always find things we've never seen before
That's why every day we're back for more
With your friends, the Backyardigans!)

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