I stood at the edge of the bridge. My heart was racing. 'I can't believe I'm actually doing this.'
I checked my phone again for the last time.
No new messages
I felt the pain, the loneliness, the anger. Everything I built up, it all led to this moment. Hot tears ran down my face.
I had called them all. My parents. My brother. The few friends I had. My ex. None of them picked up my call. Or answered my texts.
I took a deep breath and jumped back on to the sidewalk. I began sobbing. It was 3 a.m., I don't know why I expected anyone to be there for me this time of night. Or ever.
I gasped for air, the sobs wracking my body, making me shake. Nobody was on the bridge. Nobody was ever around.
'Why did I ever think anyone actually cared?' I sucked in a breath.
'Why did I ever think I was good enough?' I set my jaw.
'I can't believe I was stupid enough to think I mattered.' I pushed myself up.
'No one cares. They never did.' I turned around and looked over the bridge.
'I'll be doing them all a favour if I just go.' I pulled myself up on the ledge.
"Hey! What are you doing?" I turned my head around. An older man had walked up and looked at me with bewilderment in his eyes. "Don't do this. You have so much to live for. Think of everyone who loves you. Everyone you love will be crushed!"
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a minute. When I opened them I looked the man in the eyes, and turned around. "Then tell no one I loved them."
I felt the cold air rush between my fingers as I fell. And the last thing I felt was the piercing cold water hit against my skin.
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Tell No One I Loved Them
Teen FictionWhen things go wrong, most people sulk and then brush it off. Not Kate. After many failed relationships and a failed attempt at pleasing her family and friends, she decides to take drastic measures. When dealing with the aftermath, her family and fr...