Love on the Edge

I step up to the edge slowly with every last drop of energy in my body. I can see the whole city from here and the sun is just setting, Casting a cloak of peace over my town. Its all I have ever known. I didn't realize I was crying until I feel the cool refreshing tear cut a path down my hot flushed cheeks. I can see the park where I first meet my boyfriend of almost two years. The tears flow harder now as I slowly inch my way closer. I look down and can see all 22 windows as I count down the side of the tallest building in my town. Looking over I can see so many places that bring back terrible memories and occasionally a few good ones. I can even see a few familiar faces but not anyone crazy important. All the pains and torture of my life is brought back and I let out a slight whimper and keep crying but even harder. I hear the door to the roof open and hear foot steps running. I turn to see Niall his hot red cheeks tear stained and his eyes glassy and bloodshot. "GRACIE!" he shrieks running toward me. "STOP!" I cry but he doesn't, I scream again but he doesn't stop, he just keeps running. He is about ten yards away when I hang one foot off and shriek "SSTTOOOOPP!" he freezes in his tracks not daring to move. "Gracie I love you! We can get through this but you cant leave me!" tears start pouring out and he has pain on his face. "Killing yourself wont do any good it will only hurt me more! Your letting them win you CANT LET THOSE BULLIES WIN!!" I feel myself weakening and remember when all this started.

*FLASHBACK*

I flutter my eyes open to see my bare almost empty room. Nope sadly my nightmare still isn't over. I can hear yelling coming from down stairs which means my parents are arguing..... Again. I quickly bounce  out of bed and throw on my white cropped jeans and pale pink blouse. I take my hair out of the braid I had it in last night, only to reveal my long blond wavy hair that reaches to about my mid-back. I apply just a slight bit of makeup and grab my favorite pink lemonade lip gloss and cover my lips in a smooth even layer. I grab my big coach gold purse and shove in yesterdays homework and throw on my favorite pair of Betsey Johnson spring time wedges. Then trying to slip out the door being unseen or heard by my hung over dad and obviously high on something mother, I feel a hand spin me around and feel a sharp stinging feeling whip across my face. "Where do you think you're going?" bellowed my smelly stained father just inches away from my face; "School" I am only able to stutter out before he throws me towards the door and he shrieks "GO THEN!" I scramble up as quickly as possible and bolt out the door. Your probably wondering what the heck she has PRADA clothes and lives with a crack head and a drunk for a father. Truth is me and my Nana were very close and she is, well was, the only person that knew about my home situation and when she passed she left everything she had to me, and she had quite a bit. Another fun fact that was probably the best morning yet, only a slap in the face and a shove onto the cold hard ground was a lot better then have a cigarette held to my face and being kicked repeatedly in the gut by a 200 something pound man. Oh! You are also probably wonder why I haven't tried to report them or run away or get help, huh? Well, I have many times only to be out smarted by my parents (dare I even call them that) and then beaten to the point of hospitalization. Now snapping back to reality I hear the bus pull up and all the kids scramble on. Yay! Another day in hell just what the doctor ordered! I sit as close to the driver as possible so I can get as little fat and ugly jokes thrown in my face like word vomit from the Prossy. Yes that's right the Prossy, well that's what I call the populars, the plastics, whatever suits you. It is short for the Pretty Possy the queen bees of the school. There are three main girls and countless minions. There is Julie Anne Roth, she went by Jules though and was the gossip queen of the school. Then there was Regan Willis, she had an IQ of negative four hundred I swear! It's a wonder she even made it this far. And then there was Kailey. Kailey Thompson. She ruled the school and got anything she wanted. Funny thing was we were best friends in middle school and when high school rolled around she met those two and I was an instant nobody. Well, scratch that I was somebody the most hated girl in school. Every person picked on me called me names especially Kailey, and she knew all of my darkest secrets and threatened to tell everyone unless I did everything she told me too. It was terrible and it went on like this everyday.