Chapter 2

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After school I went to the theatre, it was the place I always went to after school. No one ever seemed to be there. I sat on the stage and looked into the darkness, I didn't want to switch the lights on, the darkness explained how I felt on the inside.

I started to sing, its not something I do in front of people because I have stage fright. I finished singing and was just about to get up and leave when I heard a voice from the darkness. "That was amazing, you're so talented." The lights switched on and there stood Ricky Wilson.

I really couldn't believe it. My idol was there the whole time. "I'm sorry, there's usually no one else here at this time." I mumbled, I could feel my face burning up too. "Don't be sorry for your talent." Ricky said, coming closer. He sat next to me on the stage. "I saw what happened earlier." Ricky said "I was the one who got the teacher to go over to you. Does that happen often?

I nodded slowly and he pulled me closer. Before I knew it I was crying, this isn't how I wanted Ricky to see me. I looked like a mess. "You poor thing, you have seen the darkest things no one should ever see." He said while looking down at my arms.

I had already taken off my school blazer and my blouse was short sleeves so you could see most of my arms. He gently traced the marks on both of my arms with his thumb. "You're so young" he said, looking up to meet my gaze. "Do your parents know about this?"

"They don't care about me. They would be so happy if I died." I said looking away from him. "You aren't considering taking your own life, are you?" He asked with concern in his voice.

I stood up and turned my back towards him. I didn't say anything but he picked up quickly. "You won't kill yourself, I won't allow it." Ricky said standing up and coming towards me. I could feel myself crying again.

"Ricky. Your music helped me through most of this. You helped me in more ways than anyone else. All battles must come to an end, mine ends today." I picked up my bag and left.

Ricky's POV

She's so beautiful, so talented. She doesn't deserve any of this, I couldn't let her take her own life. I raced after her. I followed her down a series of long, winding corridors and up several flights of stairs to the roof of the building.

"Wait. No. Stop." I said grabbing her hand. I came to the school for the day as a favour, I wasn't originally going to actually come but now I'm thankful I did. "Ricky, please just let me jump. It's easier for everyone if I do." She struggled to break free from my grasp but I pulled her in closer.

"Ricky, please." She pleaded once more. I didn't let her go, I stood there hugging her. "Your name's Jessica, isn't it?" I asked, the first time I laid eyes on her I knew I had to ask someone for her name. She nodded slowly. "Let me tell you something I haven't told anyone else before. I said sitting down. Jessica sat down opposite me, I took both of her hands and they felt like ice.

"I felt like you once, like no one cares about me. I was so close to taking my own life, then I had the chance to join the Kaiser Chiefs. Knowing that we stopped you from taking your own life means a lot to me. You have to do me a favour, you have to stay alive for me, please. I care about you a lot and if anything to happen to you I wouldn't ever forgive myself."

I got up and helped her up, I didn't let go of her hand once as we made our way down and out of the building. I couldn't let go home to her parents, I led her down the streets of London to my hotel.

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