Short Stories

95 Word Story

⚠️ Trigger warning ⚠️

I walk up the stairs. I see her sitting at the edge. I sit next to her. We watch the busy street below us. My heart starts racing. She hands me one of her ear buds. I listen to the music reminding me why we're doing this. I can feel my stomach turning at the thought. She holds my hand staring at the street. "How do you want to do this?" she asks turning to me. I shrug, tears start to run down my face. I try to breath as we slip off the roof.