Pulse

*Violently trying to edit a story idea that I very much like and want to proceed with. However this was originally a Fan-Fic written by me when I was 15 about 5 years ago. Hope I can clean it up and finally finish it how I imagined it in my head!*

((THIS IS CURRENTLY BEING RE-WRITTEN AND CHANGED A LOT. ILL PROBABLY CHANGE TITLE, SMALL SUBPLOTS, NAMES, AND HOW SOME CHAPTERS ARE SET UP, ETC))

Short Prologue:

"I love....you." I whispered, feeling my heart beat quicken. I heard a chuckle. A growing chuckle that soon turned into an obnoxiously loud laugh.

"Sure you do. You 'love' me." He sneered. Absolute hate in his voice. "You know nothing of love. And I can't love you."

"Why?" I croaked, my throat now dried out and closing in on me.

His dark features turned flat, no emotion behind them, "Because you're just Oxana. And you, my dear, are incapable of loving."

He turned on his heel, and I still, to this day don't understand if he meant that I couldn't love anyone, or if he meant that no one could ever love me.

I thought back to what got me here, starting the day of The Jump. The most pathetic day of my life. Well, before today.

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A/N- Okay so I added a short prologue just so people don't think this is just a suicide story, because suicide plays a very little role in the actual written story. That being said, it is referenced quite often, and plays an important part in shaping our main character into who she is.

If this is a very triggering topic for you, I urge you to either not read this story, with concern for your own well being, or read it with the upmost care. It is not graphic, and I try to minimize the dark thoughts she has, in an effort to avoid anything triggering for the incredible people who still battle with depression and suicidal thoughts.

There is less than one chapter about the actual "Jump" but because it really affects her life, it is included. I truly don't have any intentions for this to be a story in which depression and suicide are romanticized.

This deeply reflects many of my own personal experiences and feelings about life. It's not all love either, however that is the main topic of this story, so if my intentions are unclear and anyone has any questions or criticism about my story, they are of course welcome to message me.

Hate and negativity will not be tolerated. This story is my baby, even if it took me 5 years to develop the courage to finish it.

So I hope you give it a chance.

**I have also noticed that the cover has a different user than my current one. That is my old user, and I am always slow to make and update cover work. However as soon as I have my story back on its feet, I will update it!