Sanders Sides High School AU
A popular jock with a passion for performing
A friendly boy with a happy go lucky attitude
An emotionless nerd with the title valedictorian
A lonely emo who's just trying to survive
A compulsive liar with a past
A lon...
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Skipping ahead in time again...to February...because plot convince
Also Quinn and Virgil ship name = Quirgil
TRIGGER WARNINGS : suicide
Virgil POV I stared down at the water rushing a good hundred feet below me. Opal Gorge. By far one of the most deadly places in this town.
A few tears slid down my cheeks and fell down into the water. My stomach was burning. Wether from running here while panicking and crying or because of all the pills I downed.
Why did Roman do it? I thought he cared about me. I thought he actually loved me.
Why was he kissing Jackson?!
My breathing hitched again and I wobbled. My balance momentarily leaving me. One hand tightened on the railing but my other hand let go.
I want to fall. I want to die. I can't take it anymore. Nothing ever goes right for me. I can't keep going on.
This is my breaking point. I can't take it. Make it stop. Make these thoughts stop. Please. I can't.
My hand that wasn't holding on dug into my hair. My sobbing increased. Slowly, I started leaning forwards.
Faintly I heard someone screaming for me. It sounded vaguely like Roman. That just made me angrily. Made me want to do this more.
I pulled my legs up to my chest and then I forced myself to stand up. I heard the voice screaming at me again.
My shaking increased as I looked down at the raging waters below. Then vertigo took over and I started leaning forwards.
I reached out to grab onto something but there was nothing. I leaned forward too far and lost my balance completely.
The voice screamed again and I felt something briefly brush my hand. But by then I was already plummeting down towards the raging, icy water.
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I looked down at the brace on my leg. The doctor, whose name I didn't bother to remember, continued to tighten the gears.
The strange dream, nightmare maybe, that I had last night won't leave me alone. I can't seem to stop thinking about it for some reason. I feels so real too. Like memories I'm just living again in my dreams.
