unexpected -Dane DeHaan fanfiction-

chapter 20

I look up from underneath and there's nothing but a fractured moon shinning down on me. "why did I have to go and make things so complicated"

I walked lifelessly into the darkness with my tattered dirty white dress which flowed gracefully all around me due to the strong gusts of wind. I brought all of this unhappiness on myself because I was stupid and naive enough to believe a drunken boy lies.

My feet suddenly stopped as I approached an old run down bridge that looked as if it were going to collapse at any minute. Instead of going around it, I decided to climb onto the dirty railing. Even the wind thought it was a good idea because as soon as I set foot on that deathly bridge, the wind became ferocious and seemed to help me climb onto the rusty railing that held everything together. Underneath me there was nothing but concrete. There wasn't water or grass, it was just pure bone breaking concrete.

All my demons would disappear if I could turn off all the lights. My lips were to scared to speak and so was my mind. Before I knew it the wind was in my hair making it fly in every direction. With every half second that passed, I slowly drifted closer to my death. Even with that thought in my mind, I had never felt more at peace. Maybe it was just the fact that tonight I would be able to sleep.

*****ALARM CLOCK**********

With one flick of my wrist, my alarm clock was thrown to floor where it rightfully belonged. I slowly started to remember my "dream" until I remembered that it wasn't a dream. All of that had happened about a week ago except the part where I let go of the railing. A nice stranger had held me back before I could meet my treacherous faith. After that I couldn't remember much of what happened. I just remember waking up with massive headache and with a blanket draped around me in someone's couch. Before whoever had brought me there woke up and asked me questions, I left. The streets were still dark and my guess was that it was around 5 in the morning. I eventually made my way back home and didn't talk about that night with anyone. My mother and friends all thought I had spent the night at Liam's so I let them believe that just so I could avoid talking about that night.

Only 17 and I was already a prisoner in my own head.

Um yeah. It's exactly what you read. Kim had a near death experience but I promise I'll tie up all the loose ends to this chapter in the next one. I want both of them to be on the border of loosing their sanity. You will see why. Thanks for all the views and reads. I hope you understand the risks I'm taking with this fan fiction.