He calls me blue.

2. (TW)

And I swear, I was going to do it.

Before I could even stick a foot off, two arms pulled me back and forced me into their chest. Who the fuck? I tried to force myself out of their embrace but they were holding me too tight.

"PLEASE LET ME GO. " I shouted into their chest, hoping the person would release, but they didn't, and instead started talking.

"Why would you want to jump. Why would you take yourself away from your family. Why?" He was trembling with the added shake in his voice, I can tell this boy was freaking out and didn't know what to do, so I used that to my advantage.

"Please let me go and I'll talk to you. "

And he did, so I shoved him back and ran back towards the edge, but stopped when he started to speak again.

"No no no please no god I couldn't live with myself if I let you jump. I can't breathe. Please-

Don't-

Jump."

He was having a panic attack. I was making this poor innocent boy have a panic attack because I'm so fucking selfish. I always find a way to ruin things. I can't let this guy feel the guilt I felt for Emily, so I backed up and walked over to him slowly. He was on his knees on the ground trying desperately to breathe, but his sobbing was making it hard. He was shaking so much and I was so concerned, so I bent down and put my hand on his, then made him take deep breaths.

"Please don't take your life away from everyone. Please."

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His name is Kyle.

The guy, I mean. That's the name of the guy who pulled my back.

And he knew mine was Hope.

Once Kyle calmed down a bit, he told me he was going to take me back to my house and then check on me tomorrow, but I panicked and spilled that I didn't really have a home.

Then, he had another idea.

Here we are, walking down the road of a unfamiliar neighborhood at 2 am. We haven't spoken a word and Im glad. I don't feel like telling a stranger why I just tried to kill myself.

Eventually we were walking up the driveway to a friendly looking home. I could hear dog barks and I was praying that we wouldn't wake up his parents then be questioned why he was walking in his house at 2 AM with a girl.

"I have a dog. " he whispered, unlocking the door and walking in.

"I could tell. I love dogs. " I tried to smile, but failed. He seemed to notice my effort because he smiled a tiny bit.

"Um, you don't need to worry about parents. They are out of town for a few nights, so you can stay for a while. "

"I don't want to be a bother. I appreciate you letting me stay tonight but I'll be gone tomorrow. "

He simply nods and looks away. He was probably expecting an explanation.

"I'm sorry. " I whispered. "I haven't ever spoken to you and I already made you have a panic attack. And now you feel obligated to watch me because otherwise I would probably turn around and go jump off if you left me alone. "

His expression went from the small smile to a big frown, and he rushed over to me and pulled me into a hug. I gladly accepted and let myself just break down.

It was the first time I cried all night.

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When I finished crying, Kyle helped me up the stairs and into a room I was assuming his room.

"You can sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the floor. " he spoke. I was about to say I could just sleep on the top bunk of his bed, but I noticed there were so many packages and letters that I don't think anyone can fit up there.

"No, Kyle. It's your house. Sleep on your bed. " I said, quickly sitting on the floor. I sprawled out and got comfortable right before he tried to protest. "But-"

"No buts, Kyle. Go to sleep. "

And then I fell asleep.

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KYLES POV.

I sure as hell didn't let her sleep on the ground, so when I knew she was asleep I picked her tiny body up and set her down on the bed, then laid down next to the bed.

I don't know why I was already so attached to her. I've never even had a conversation with her, and I just want to keep her safe.

She's been moving around a lot and mumbling a bunch, but I haven't been catching what she is saying. She is talking so fast and quiet and it's hard to understand.

Finally, I decided to try to go to sleep. Closing my eyes, I almost drifted into sleep but screams dragged me out of my hazy state. Hope was sitting up, screaming and shaking. I didn't know what to do, so I slowly got up and make my way towards her. I touched her shoulder, which caused her to scream and jump away from my touch. She had tears rolling down her face and her eyes were closed.

I climbed to sit next to her, but ended up on her upper thighs. I grabbed her shoulders and shook them, calling her name gently. Finally, the shaking stopped and she opened her beautiful eyes. She looked into mine and started crying again, but this time she was saying sorry every chance she got.

"Hey hey hey, it's okay. It was just a dream. Nothing happened. " I cooed, trying to calm her down. "No Kyle it wasn't a dream. " she sobbed, hugging me tighter and burying her head in the crook of my neck. I was confused but I didn't want to stress the girl out more, so I let her cry. I realized how awkward our position was right now, so I climbed off and hugged her awkwardly from the side.

"I'm sorry. I'm a mess. " she was laughing and wiped her face. I grabbed her hand and she looked at me. "You're not a mess. I understand. People just go through stuff. " she nodded and looked around. "I'm going to go back to bed.." I rubbed the back of my neck and crawled over her, trying to get to the floor. Before I could lay down, I felt a hand grab mine and pull me back slightly. "Please stay with me. " Hope said quietly while looking down. I nodded and climbed back over her. The bed was a little cramped but I didn't mind. Hope inched towards me and wrapped her arms around me, putting her head on my chest.

"I'm sorry." She spoke, almost inaudible.

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Yo the ending was probably what everyone expected and I apologize, but hey, it cool it fine it good

Thanks for reading :)