Abstraction

Save Me

Dedicated to you who taught me human emotions and affection were a vital part of my existence. 

He couldn't breathe.

This was a nightmare. It had to be because there was no way on earth this was happening to him right now. Maybe in a parallel dimension or an alternate reality this horrific vision would be considered normal, but it wasn't an alternate world or even a nightmare.

It was reality, and it was suffocating him.

His mind was screaming at him to manifest the sound of his agony into the cold night air, but with no breath in his lungs, the only sound he made was a strangled wheeze before falling to his knees at the edge of a cliff. The water below had taken so much from him, so what was his life in comparison to all he lost?

It could have that too.

Except this time it would be willingly, and it was this thought that brought him up from his knees and closer to the edge of the cliff.

The howling winds and the dashing of the waves against the rocks below filled his eardrums like a heartbeat. With all this chaos jumping would be so easy. Being thrown violently against the rocks would kill him before the drowning did. One luxury he had that they were deprived of.

Drowning was such an awful way to die. This far from the road no one would see him do it, but it wouldn't matter anyway. Only a fool waiting for date with death themselves would follow in after him. By the time they saw him jump it would be too late. With arms spread wide to embrace his last decision, he began to tilt downward.

Until a hand grabbed the back of his sweater, effectively choking the life out of him and tossing his body back onto the grass.

A face as familiar to him as his own stared down at him, lips parted in sorrow, and downturned eyes filling with tears. Soon, five others surrounded him, all varying expressions of disbelief, anger, hurt, and sadness. For a moment he wished he had jumped, if only to save himself from looking into the eyes of the people he most respected. Then, in the next moment, when all six of them gathered him into a hug, the only thought in his mind played like a broken cassette tape.

Save me.

One by one they whispered into his hair three words that did more for his depression than jumping off that cliff ever would.

I love you.