suicidal love

Chapter One

"It's not suppose to end this way. But I just can't do any of this anymore." Alyssa said as she stood at the edge of the bridge, waiting for that perfect moment to jump. She had blood running down both her wrists and both her thighs. She had had enough and it was time to end it all. That is, until he came along and stopped her.

"NO! STOP!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!" he said as he ran as fast as he possibly could. Alyssa tried to ignore him. Alyssa slowly sat on the edge and kept scooting herself closer and closer until she fell. But she didn't fall. He stopped her, and Alyssa couldn't quite understand why. "What are you doing? This isn't the answer." "I don't care what you think. This is my life. Not yours. You don't know all the daily pain and struggles that I go through." Alyssa spat at the guy who saved her. "You're right. I don't know. But I am willing to listen to try to understand, so you are not alone through it anymore." He said softly and caring to Alyssa. "I can't trust you. I don't know you. Let alone I don't know your name." "Oh, yes, right. Well my name is Niall. Niall Horan." "Oh great. The Niall Horan from One Direction. Just what I fucking need." Alyssa says as she rolls her eyes as she starts to walk away. "What? What the hell is that suppose to mean?" Niall grabs her arm and turns her around. "I don't need to be saved by "The Niall Horan". I don't need to be some damn charity case." "Well, lucky for you, I'm not looking for a charity case. Just a friend." "Haha, a reject like me? Be friends with a famous pop star like you? Yeah no, I don't think so." Alyssa says laughing lightly. "Well maybe if you got to know me, you'd know that I am a normal every day person. Just like you." "Just like me?! JUST LIKE ME?! Oh no, you are NOT just like me. Not even close." "And how is that, Alyssa, is it?" "Yes, Alyssa it is. And you want to know how you and i are not alike?" "Uh I believe that is what I said." "Well then..." Alyssa pulls up her sleeves and her pant legs "...this. This is how we are not a like in anyway. So if you'll excuse me Mr. "PopStar" I have an appointment with fate." "Oh no you don't." Niall says as he grabs her arm and starts to run, somewhat dragging her behind him. "What the actual fuck do you think you're doing?! LET. ME. GO." "No can do. You're not meeting fate today. Not on my watch anyway."