He Called Her Angel

Just a Push

Just a push

Sneaking up to the rooftop is the only thing I looked forward to today. I had woken up early and I was waiting agonizingly for the time to meet Natalie. I had another hour of waiting and doing nothing ahead of me.
'Be patient , be patient' I kept repeating to myself. Maybe I will just wait by the rooftop door, you know to stretch my legs. I made it to the the rooftop door only to find it was propped open by a rock.

I peeked out only to see Natalie sitting on the bench starring off into the distance. I went and sat next to her.
"Hey your early." She said with a watery smile.

I nodded. "How long have you been up here?" I questioned.

"A while" she whispered.

"What's wrong?" She didn't seem like how she was yesterday. She seemed more depressed, more lost.

"Just a bad confrontation with my brother." She responded. It sounded like she didn't want to talk about it, but I prodded more.

"Why what did he do?"

"Uh. Well. He just kept yelling at himself for messing something up with some girl because of his stupid x-girlfriend. Apparently he can't even find the girl. It's like she disappeared. He just was so torn up he started crying. He never cries in front of me. I guess I'm just shaken up from the experience, I just can tell he really loves her. Even though he might never admit, you can tell. I just wish I could help. It had been the first time I had seen him since I told him I stopped my treatments and it almost seems like I'm not even there anymore when he talks to me. I want to go help, but I know I can't. I just wish this all could be easier. That he would understand. That he would follow his heart. Why can't this be easier?" Natalie spoke softly with silent tears streamed down her porcelain face. She seemed so fragile at that moment.

I stared at her for a while. Then asked, "You can do something about it, you know that? You can start your treatments again, you can give him at least a little bit of hope. Your brother, whoever he is, doesn't need his heart broken by two people. You can try and ya it might be hard, but it might be worth it."

She shook her head sadly and said, "I'm too sick, too weak. Not just physically, but mostly mentally. I'm tired of this cruel world and I'm ready to die."

This girl was so young. She has a whole life ahead of her and a family who cares about her. She's beautiful inside and out and it makes my heart hurt at how hard this must be for her. I just want her to realize she has a decision a chance. A idea came to mind. I stood up off of the bench and helped Natalie stand as well. I took her to the very edge of the roof.

"Stand on the ledge." I said sternly.

"Why?" She asked as uncertainty crossed her face.

"Just do it."

She timidly stood up onto the ledge. Only one step and she would be dead in a instant. I took a few steps and positioned myself behind her.

"Imagine jumping off this ledge. Imagine ending it all right now just like you said you wanted to."

She took a shaky breath in.

I gave her a few seconds until I pushed her. I caught her right before she fell and pulled her off the ledge.

"Now in that instant when you were going to fall to your death did you want to live?"

She stared at me blankly in a daze. She probably thinks I'm crazy, but I'm pretty sure I got my point across.

I let go of her and said, "See you tomorrow." And walked back inside and headed back to my room.

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*The Next Day*

I am walking up to the roof top for the last time and I was almost disappointed. Almost, the other part of me is jumping for joy. I am being released from the hospital early tomorrow morning. I might have had a breakthrough or epiphany after talking to Natalie yesterday. I got back to my hospital room and talked to my mom. To say she was relieved was an understatement. So apparently I have been declared sane after my 72 hours in the local hospital.

I pushed open the door to find Natalie sitting on the bench again. This time she had a genuine smile etched onto her delicate face.

"Hey!" I said as I took my seat next to her.

"Hey." She chirped. "Guess what!"

"What" I said with a smile because I already knew what she was going to say.

"I'm going to try. I'm going to try and get healthy. I talked to my parents last night and my brother today. The looks on their faces." She said crying a bit. "I didn't even notice how much I was hurting them. I'm going to do this for them mostly and maybe even a tiny bit for myself." She said with a smile.

"Good for you." I said as I wrapped my arms around her in a tight hug. "I hope everything turns out for the best." I was a little bit sad that this would probably be the last time I see her.

"Oh I have something to ask you!" She said while jumping out of my arms.

"My first chemo treatment is tomorrow and I was wondering if you would come join me and keep me company?" She questioned hopefully.

"I leave the hospital tomorrow, but I guess I can stick around for a bit." I said.

"Yay! You will get to meet my parents and my brother!" She said.

I laughed a bit at how excited she seemed. I just hoped that she would make it because she deserves to make it.

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Hoped you lied this chapter! It was originally supposed to be two, but I just mashed them because they were too short.

Today has been a very very hard day. I'm just fighting with my parents and I had to present about the time I have suffered the most in my life to my entire theology class. I'm so under pressure with everything right now and is definitely saying down on me. It's like haven't been able to breath today. I just need a break.

Good news though!
My birthdays Friday:)
I'm going to be 16 😆

I will probably update tomorrow:)