Makayla's POV
I looked over the edge of the cliff, viewing the pointed rocks scattered 100 feet below me. I was ready. Ready to end this. My life. My torture. Ready to improve other's lives by taking mine from them. I began to lean forward.
"Don't you dare." His sweet voice said. I looked behind me to see Luke and Michael standing there. For once in my life, I saw Michael's eyes look at me with compassion, and regret, and... love?
"Go. Let me do this." I turned back to the edge, lifting my foot up.
"No! Please don't!" This time it was Michael. I looked back, seeing tears begin to flow down his face. "I'm sorry. So, so, so fucking sorry. I wish I could take back everything I've ever said to you. I wih I was the brother you always needed. I wish I could go back in time and undo everything. I'm sorry. It's not your fault for something put parents did. You're not a mistake, you're a beautiful, intelligent, strong woman who deserves only the best things in life. Please forgive me, and please don't do this. I -we- love you so much. Please." Now a waterfall was cascading down his cheeks, and sobs escaping his lips.
"I'm sorry too." I stepped over the edge, and I began to plummet. I only thought one thing: I don't want to die anymore.
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FanficI looked over the edge of the cliff, viewing the pointed rocks scattered 1000 feet below me. I was ready. Ready to end this. My life. My torture. Ready to improve other's lives by taking myself from them. I began to lean forward. "Don't you dare." H...
