Can't hate you || e.d

Wrong people

Y/n

I slowly turned my head around and looked into the direction where it came from. It was dark and the lights were too bright so I closed one eye hoping I could recognize more.

I couldn't hold my hand in front of my eyes because I was holding myself onto the railing. If I would let go... I would fall. In that moment I was just too curious to let go... and a little hope inside of me was there.. I was hoping that somebody would save me and that was so poor because I always needed somebody who would save me since I couldn't do it by myself.

The person just stopped like three meters away from me not caring about the there traffic and got out before turning the engine off. That means I still couldn't see him because of the bright lights but I knew that it was a guy... because which girl would tune a car that much?

If I wouldn't have been so stressed and depressed I would actually say that his car was like extremely nice.

No lie... I prayed that he wouldn't stop me. First I hoped that somebody would save me but after all I didn't want anybody to save me. I didn't want to deal with anybody else again. I had enough for the night. I just wanted to be left alone.. I had enough to deal with. This shouldn't be a story where the poor, weak girl would need to be saved from a mysterious guy who was going to be the prince.

So I looked at the cars beneath me again.

Then I heard his voice trough the cars...

"You won't jump." I looked at him.

"What makes you so sure?" I snapped back because I was literally on the edge and I had no nerves to mess with somebody.. I couldn't see his face but I could recognize that he was leaning on his car. His voice was deep and raspy. a little sarcastic.. out go nowhere he began to laugh.

"If you would really want to do it then you would've already done it."

He crossed his arms in front of his chest. And I realized that I was still shaking. Not because it was cold..

"M-Maybe I-"

I didn't know what to say.. what did I want?

"You're not brave enough." he interrupted me and his voice was very deep... I got goosebumps.

What he said pissed me off. This wasn't a competition or a bet r anything else. Was he just there to waste my time and mess with me or help me to jump? What was his problem?

"You don't even know me!"

My voice was raw and broken which made me feel even more weak.

He laughed again and I felt even more stupid.

"Oh come on! What could make your life so horrible that you would want to kill yourself?"

That question... that was the right question. I asked myself so often..

"You..You can't even imagine!" I said loudly making sure he would hear me..
"My whole life is.. is a mess!" I continued. I knew it was none of his business but since he asked..
"Tell me something new.." he said and I felt really offended.

"You're just another teen girl who's on some suicidal shit because her boyfriend betrayed her or she didn't get enough love from her daddy or enough money from her mom to buy a Valentino dress and be the coolest of her friends."

My jaw dropped and I turned back around to him. How the hell did he know so much about me? I never knew that I was one of these girls.. he was right with everything except the Valentino dress part..