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I sat there hesitantly waiting to see if I changed my mind, of course I didn't. I tied the rope the tree and made the tip of the rope just bog enough to fit around my head. I stood on the small pile of rocks underneath me. I shove my head into the rope and stepped off.

the point of a noose is to break your neck, which leads to death quite quickly. That is usually what happens, but every once in a while it only chokes you, and of course It happens to me. When a noose chokes you it lasts about 10-15 minutes, depends of how long your lungs can last. Most people wouldn't want to endure something like that, but if you're as desperate as I am, you would have no trouble waiting until you were choked to death.

I coughed and struggled but I wasn't going to let my pain stop me this time. I heard a gasp off in the distance, then the rustling of leaves. I felt arms wrap around my waist and lift me a little, the rope loosened from around my neck. I fell to the ground on all fours and began coughing. The air returned to my lungs and I felt a hand on my back. I let it lay there, not caring who it was. It could be a rapist for all I care, I just want the air back in my body. 

Once the coughing spree ended, I looked up to look at a worried blue eyed, blonde haired boy. He had a dream catcher tattooed to his left arm. I couldn't stop staring, the way his eyes sparkled in the sunlight. The setting seemed perfect for this romantic staring contest it seemed to be. The morning dew coating everything, the smell of the trees, the colorful autumn leaves, and the small rushing of the waves  below the edge of the cliff. 

He held out his hand and I kindly took it, he helped me up, and without thought I wrapped my thin arms around his body, and squeezed. I was so thankful he was there, I didn't want to die, what was I thinking?!? The hugs lasted for what seemed like an eternity, but was only a few seconds.I looked in those blue eyes and again. His presence just made me happy, there was something about him that drew me in. I didn't know what but I felt like he was meant to save me, and we were meant to meet, and meant to fall in love, and meant to get married. Okay so now I'm probably talking nonsense, but he was just different.

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