PlZ no one kill mE
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I stood at the top of the apartment complexes, my feet just barely over the edge.
This was really happening.
I was finally gonna do it.
The wind blew softly, and I looked down at the empty street. What would people think when they'd see a person lying dead on the concrete?
A tear ran down my cheek, and I was ready. I lifted my left foot, and started to lean over the edge.
"I love you Matt...see you soon"
Just as I was stepping off, my heart started to feel like it was made of lead.
As I was ready to start falling...yet....I didn't.
I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, and pull me back.
"No!" I screamed, trying to fight my way back to the edge.
"No! No! Please!!!" I yelled desperately wanting to fall, tears streaming down my face.
I didn't know who was keeping me from attempting such an act, but I could tell they were male.
Their arms were strong and muscular, and I could feel that they were taller than me.
I kept crying out the words "no" and "please" begging to be let go.
As I was dragged to the center of the roof, away from all the edges, the person turned me around.
"Are you crazy?!" They said. His voice was odd. It was loud and firm, but he wasn't yelling.
The man was dressed in a black hoodie with the sleeves rolled up and jeans. His features were very unique. He had a black undercut, except for the top, which was white. There was also a pinkish scar across the bridge of his nose.
He held onto my shoulders tightly, almost as if he was expecting an answer. I was feeling so many things right now, and all I could do was cry.
Here I was, breaking down in front of a stranger, after they had just unfortunately saved my life.
"Come on" he said picking me up. He carried me like Matt would; holding me by my back and thighs. My legs went around his waist. My head in his shoulder or neck.
It all felt too familiar, so I continued to sob. His left hand traced circles in my back, while his right arm (under my thigh) felt weird. It was cold and hard like....metal.
The man shushed me as we entered the elevator, in the complex.
I heard him press a button and the doors close. I tried hearing the noises of the elevator, to see which floor we were on
3, I think.
After about 3 minutes, I was at this guys apartment. He sat me on a soft couch in the living room, and left for a minute.
When he returned he had a water bottle in his hand, and he handed it to me.
The man wasted no time, and started asking questions.
"So..." He spoke "Why were you gonna jump of?"
"Why is that any of your business? And why were you on the roof in the first place?!"
"I believe that's what I'm trying to ask you Miss...?"
"Pidge." I stated, flatly as I opened the bottle of water. "Pidge Gunderson."
The man held out his right arm, and I was shocked to see I was right!
The man had a metal prosthetic arm! I wonder why it didn't look like a normal artificial limb.
"Shiro" He continued, as he shook my hand.
"Where are you parents?"
Shiro asked.
"You tell me" I mumbled looking at the floor.
