I’m a Trapeze artist on a four foot wide rope of metal, my arms out ready to take flight. My stomach uneasy as I look down at the water and dots of cars on the busy bridge below,” I’m terrified of heights.” I hear the thump, thump thump, thump of my heart quicken with every step, trembling scared to fall to my death, “but i must go on he’s waiting to jump! I have to stop him,” there less than fifty feet away from me a boy sat, his legs dangling off the edge staring into his hand.
“MICHAEL!” I screamed over the roaring winds and honking horns below.. The boy turns his head in shock, his face blotchy from crying.
“What are you doing here?” he stood up demanding my answer
“ YOU! You’re not going to you’re not going to leave, you can’t!”
“ Thats not up to,”
“I-I-I- Just stop please, Don’t do it, please,”
“ I have to no one will care if I do, no one will notice the Im-”
“ Don’t you dare say that!” My heart hurt from his lying words
“ Don’t you dare say that ever! People do care about you. You, Michael of all people know I’m terrified of heights and I came up here because I CARE! I CARE Michael!” I could tell i was yelling at him.
“ Just leave, Okay? I don’t want you to see this, so JUST LEAVE!” he got paler at the verge of tears.
“NO!” This time I didn’t yell l screamed echoing in my head, My face burned and tear dropped.
“ No, I’m not going to leave you ever,” my voice shaking
Michael stood there his hand out to grab me but he dropped it as he looked away from my tear stained face.
“ Pl-Pl-Please don’t leave me alone,” i wiped my tears away like a small child. He slowly approached me his face pained to see me crying. He was ten feet from me when a strong gust of wind knocked me over falling over toward the bridge. That split second of falling I could see his face white filled with shock and fear, he was terrified. I could feel my eyelids closing, the air trying so hard to catch me but slipping from its grasp, awaited my death to come.
A sharp pain shot in my shoulder forcing my eyes open. “ Why wasn’t I falling anymore?” “ Am i already dead?” “ No, No, Im not dead my shoulder hurts,” I looked up and there, there was a boy, a boy who was about to jump, a boy who had no reason to live grasping my wrist pulling me back to safety. He pulled me into a tight hug, a hug I thought was not to ever end.
“ Don’t scare me like that you understand,” his voice so shakey, so scared. His heart pounding so fast, I could feel it through our jackets, I could hear it over the roaring wind and honking cars. But I couldn’t seem to tell him that I wouldn’t leave him, that I’d stay by his side.
“ No,” the word left my lips without warning,
“ What do you mean ? No?” demanding pulling me from his hug
“ Thats what I mean, No,” I looked straight into his eyes trying not to cry
“ You were about to scare me, you were about to leave me, why should i tell you that I’d never leave you , when you almost did,” I tightened my fist forcing the tears back.
“ No, I-I-,” he stammered
“ You were going to jump,” I interrupted
“ No I - okay I was going to but I remembered this,” he opened his hand
