London Bridge

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Tegan's P.O.V
London
April 2017

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"What is this?" A voice booms, causing me to jerk my eyes open.

I look around to see Louis holding my phone in his hand. I quickly sit up and snatch it from him. My screen is open to all the hate I was reading about myself.

"Don't listen to them, Tegan. They're just trying to hurt you." He tells me.

I avoid eye contact with him, nervous.

"Look at me, Tegan." Louis grabs my wrist. "I thought you stopped doing this."

"Maybe sometimes I'm not too proud of who I am." I say, quietly.

"What else can we possibly fucking do for you?" He snaps. "We give you love. We give you everything you need. We give you everything you want. Why go online just to torture yourself?

Louis' voice is angry and his grip on my wrist is tightening. I cower away from him, feeling frightened.

"Stop! Let go! You're hurting me!" I yell at him, pulling away.

He drops my wrist, his eyes widening in realization.

"Tegan, I'm sor-"

"Get away from me." I tell him, harshly.

I push him away from me, then run past him out of my room. I run down to the hall closet and hid from him in there.

Why is everything I do wrong?

I wish I could go back to a time when I could smile and it didn't take everything in me to do it.

"Tegan!" I hear Louis yell from outside the door.

I hear his footsteps go down the hall, then I hear the front door open, then slam shut.

I sneak out of the hall closet and go out the back door. I run out of Louis' yard. I run for as long as I can. I finally stop, out of breathe at a bridge. I sit down on the bridge trying to catch my breathe.

Raindrops slowly start to fall down, making dots on the cement beside
me.

It hurts that I can't be what everyone wants, or what anyone needs and it hurts that I can't be what I want. What I need, because I'm not enough. I won't ever be enough. I'll never even be close to enough. It hurts, it hurts so damn bad.

I tried so hard to get better, to get over this, to forget it all and move on. I thought I was getting to the point where I could say, "wow, I'm feeling a lot better." but right now I couldn't feel any worse.

The rain starts to fall down harder along with my tears. I actually thought myself to crying.

When does depression end?

When it ends you.

Death seems more inviting than living.

"Would loosing me even be a loss?" I ask myself, standing up from the bridge.

I look down at the water, my breathing shaking. The wind is blowing, so there's a small current. It's a long way down.

I take a deep breathe and put my arms out, like a bird. I turn my back towards the water.

"Tegan!" A voice screams.

I don't look to see who it is. Instead I close my eyes, a sob falling from my lips.

I'm ready to let myself go and fall backwards, but a hand grabs my arm, jerking me away from the ledge.

I shoot my eyes open, I look up to see Louis looking down at me. He's breathing heavily, tears escaping his eyes and falling down his face.

"What are you doing?" I yell at him, pushing him away. "If you're not here to push me off, then leave!"

He doesn't say anything, he just wraps his arms around me, pulling me close to his body. I sling my arms around his torso, crying into his chest.

"I love you. I love you so much, Tegan." Louis repeats, quietly, rubbing my back.

"Louis," I croak. "I'm depressed, I have a problem. Please save me."

"I will, baby. I'll save you." He cries, kissing my forehead.

The End

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Save Me: May 30th, 2016- August 4th, 2016

I'm truly sorry if you guys didn't thoroughly enjoy this book as much as the others. I tried to keep you guys entertained and not too repetitive. I just want to say a massive thank you for reading! Thank you for commenting, thank you for voting, thank you for being amazing!

I hope to see you guys reading my future stories!

~Tyson :))

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