The Cliff (Eminem)

Superman

Madeleine POV

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A few milliseconds passed, but I didn't feel anything. Anything but a searing pain in my abdomen. I opened my eyes to see that I was flying. Or to be more specific. I was floating. I hadn't hit the rocks. I wasn't falling. I looked down to see my shirt digging into my stomach. I laughed silently. What the hell is thi-?

"Fuck!!!" Somebody yelled.

"Grab my fucking hand!!!" The same person yelled. I suddenly came to the conclusion that somebody had grabbed my shirt. And I was hanging by it. I felt my shirt slipping up higher and I quickly grabbed the strong hand.

Slowly but steadily he pulled me up.

He pulled me in and we both collapsed on the sand. I could feel my foot tugging towards the edge, and I quickly moved it away. What felt like hours but was only about 10 minutes I finally spoke up.

"I'm sorry." I muttered silently. Then I breathed in deeply.

"Thank you, thank you for f-f-for caring," I stuttered.

I felt him shift slightly at my side as if uncomfortable.

I sighed.

"I'll just go now." I muttered. Shakily standing up.

He instantly got up with me.

"Hell no!!!" he yelled.

"That was a suicide attempt!! Fuck no I'm not gonna just let you're skinny little ass walk off just like that!!" He hissed angrily.

I stared at him silently for a second and then I broke down crying.

This couldn't be true. I must be in heaven. Somebody actually cared. Somebody cared!!!

"Oh shit!! Don't cry!!! SHIT!! c'mon come with me!! I'm sorry!!! c'mon lets go," he panicked trying to calm me down.

"You want me to come with you??" I asked slowly.

"Hell yea!! I don't want you to go kill yourself every second you can!! c'mon let's go!!" he answered quickly and took my arm.

I didn't pull away, but gladly followed him.

I wouldn't care if he was some psychopath murderer or rapist.

Somebody cared.