The not-so-suicidal jumper || Chapter 5- Trouble with Asher
--Maddy's POV--
Beep.
Beep. Beep.
Beep. Beep. Bee-
I grabbed my phone and turned it on, growling at the message that popped up on the screen.
[Good morning beautiful- A xxx]
I laughed as I read it. Sure it was cute, but he woke me up because of this, and I, do NOT like to get woken up, especially from a text.
[Shut up! I missed some beauty sleep because of you- Madds x]
I think he had nothing better to do, because he texted back almost instantly.
[Big deal. I'm positive I'm more important than your 'beauty' sleep- A xxx]
I snorted and rolled onto my stomach, hoping that I could sleep again. Sadly, all hope was lost when Dora ran in and started continuously barking.
"Argh!" I shrieked and crawled out of bed, walking over to the mirror. My eyes widened at the sight; my hair knotted everywhere, bags under my eyes and red lipstick- which I had forgotten to take off- smudged across my cheek.
I literally ran to the bathroom and threw off my clothes, hopping in the shower and scrubbing my body and hair until I was certain I was very much clean.
I wrapped the hot pink towel tightly around my body and went to my wardrobe, where I put on light wash denim jean shorts, a tye-dye shirt and some mint green vans.
I combed out my hair and flipped it up into a high ponytail, added my usual mascara and eyeliner and changed my diamond nose stud to my small ring.
I walked onto the lookout and stood on my toes so I was able to see the city, with all it's many skyscrapers and tall buildings. I thought about school, and how I left behind the bitchy foursome. Suddenly a brilliant idea struck in my mind, and I ran to my bedroom to grab a little notebook.
Operation End-The-Bitches.
Facebook message -> Fake shopping sale in skyscraper -> me dye hair and buy contacts for disguise -> bitches attending -> me with some sort of fire starter -> me lock all ways of escape -> me jump from skyscraper and land safely away from fire -> BURN BITCHES BURN! -> they die...
My plan is so crazy that it just might work!
I was so occupied with replaying events of the four dying that I didn't notice my phone playing my ringtone, 'Anaconda by Nicki Minaj'.
By the third call, I zoned back in and quickly picked it up.
"Ello?"
"Maddy! I was just watching the news and they were showing a girl standing on a skyscraper! It was blurry but I know it was you!" The voice said, and I flinched.
Maybe he could help with my plan if he knew..
"Uh, yeah..Ash. There's something I should probably tell you.." I said slowly and I could hear him breathe heavily on the other end.
"Well obviously!"
"Well... I have this weird mental disorder where I adore jumping from high things. I love the feeling of air going past me. I like the adrenaline. Please, please don't hate me!"
There was silence.
"I could never hate you. This does change a lot but I'll be next to you throughout it all."

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The Not-So-Suicidal Jumper
Teen Fiction"It's easier to show yourself to the world than hide your true self," I narrowed my eyes at the camera, and it seemed it was glaring back. If that's even possible. "So you find jumping off skyscrapers, bridges and high buildings is the solution to y...