Will To Live (Eridan x Suicidal! reader)

Part 1

     Peering over the edge of the bridge into the dark, churning water below, you let out a stifled breath. Running a hand once hesitantly through your (h/l), (h/c) hair, you grasp onto the guardrail. It's bit rough in texture and the freezing cold metal seems to bite into your hand, but you don't care. Jumping slightly with one foot and hoisting yourself up onto the edge, you stand, tear tracks drying slowly on your face. You're done with crying now, you tell yourself. It will all be over soon.
     Sighing quietly, you turn your head away from the water and towards the bridge itself. There's not a car to be seen in the pitch black of the night. It's quiet here, nearly silent, all accept for the rush of the thousands of gallons of moving water beneath you.
     You turn your gaze slowly back to the churning waves. Muffling a sob with your sleeve, you prepare to plunge into the roaring, watery deathtrap below, welcoming death. In your mind you scream out into the cold wind 'Here I am bastards, look where you drove me to'.
     You can't take this anymore.
     Muscles tensing, you drop into a half-crouch. Pushing off with all your strength, you leap of the guardrail, cold whipping your face as you clench your eyes shut.
     But then as quickly as it began, your decent stops. Someone is grasping the hood of your jacket, desperately trying to pull you up. Your face twists up in anger as you clench your teeth and trying to wrench yourself away from their grasp. Vaguely, you register a faint shout of "No!"
      The person holding your jacket hood has the upper hand. Adjusting their grip and grasping your upper arm with their other hand, they pull you up. Stumbling over the guardrail, you fall to the ground. Pushing yourself up onto your hands and knees and then into a sitting position, you look up at the person who ruined your escape, and silently gasp.
    Standing in front of you with tears pricking their eyes is none other than Eridan Ampora.
     Clenching your teeth and hauling yourself up off the grounds you shout, tears of anger beginning to stream down your face. "Why the hell did you do that?"
     Eridan's expression quickly changes from one of sad horror to one of rage. He takes a step closer to you, suddenly appearing very menacing in the dark lighting.
     "I wwas savvin' your fuckin' life, (y/n)," he shouts, grabbing your shoulder a bit harshly. His grip loosens as he sees your face shift from anger to misery.
     You whisper under your breath. "But I don't want to live."