(MENTIONS OF SUICIDE WARNINGGG!!!!)
Your heart thudded a mile a minute as you heard the loud blow of the train's whistle coming closer and closer. Your legs shook. The hot tears that welled up in your eyes burned but you ignored them, holding them back in case any onlookers at the station saw. You debated waiting until there were not a lot of people around but you decided against it.
It was now or never. No more pussying out. You were killing yourself.
The station floor rattled as the train approached. You neared the edge, preparing to jump in front of the oncoming locomotive. Your feet passed the yellow safety line. You took a deep breath.
"Goodbye", you breathed, almost silent.
You closed your eyes and took a step forward.
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A heavy weight collided with your side. You felt every part of your body ache as you hit something hard. You felt the familiar feeling of your arm breaking that you've felt only once before as a teenager. There was pain, and a lot of it.
Is this what death was like?
"Not today!" You heard an unfamiliar gruff voice say above you.
Your eyes snapped open immediately.
You were pinned to the ground of the station, as the train rolled passed you. Bystanders stared in awe and shock, stunned silent by what they had just seen. A stranger held you down to the ground.
Most importantly, you were alive.
You looked at the bastard that ruined your plan. He was an older, rugged-looking man with dark brown receding hair, faded scars in various parts of his face, and a dotted line tattoo with the words "CUT-HERE" forever written across his neck.
His brown eyes meet yours.
"Listen, sweetheart. I've watched a lot of people die today and I'm not about to let you be one of them."
You opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out but a mere whimper. The tears you were forcing back before began streaming out but this time they weren't tears of sadness, they were tears of anger.
He helped you up by your feet.
"You're welcome, by the way"
You raised your arm with the overwhelming urge to punch him in the face but you groaned in pain at your arm that was definitely broken. He wrapped his arm around you to steady you.
"Easy there, kid. There's no need to make any more stupid decisions today, don't cha think?"
You were pissed, there was no doubt about it but you gave in to the warmth and strength of his body. You felt weak and exhausted and were in no position to fight back against this man who was clearly stronger than you.
"Come on. Come with me. Let me take care of your arm," he said to you, leading you to the exit of the train station. Bystanders watched the both of you. The man who 'saved' you turned to them, "what the fuck are you all looking at?! She'll be fine, mind your own goddamn business!."
He led you towards a red truck that you presumed was his. You gulped hard and cleared your throat to speak, "Don't take me to a hospital. They'll lock me up in a mental facility."
He lifted you into the passenger seat and buckled you in before moving to his side and getting in. The truck sputtered before igniting. The man began driving.
"I won't. I know more than the next crazy motherfucker that psych wards fuck you up more than actually benefit you. But you do have to get that arm patched up though," He gestured to your bruised, swelling right arm. You touched it with your hand lightly and grimaced.
"Where are we going?" you asked quietly.
"Sandy Shores. Back to my place. My buddy Ron can fix you up."
You nodded, in daze. You didn't care that you were sitting in a dirty old truck with a complete stranger or that your arm was broken and pulsating with pain. You were alive. You were still trapped in this shitty prison called life. Silent tears began to run down your cheeks as you gazed out the window.
The man grabbed your thigh with a strong hand and shook it a little bit.
"Don't worry. You'll thank me later."
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Well that's it for that ill post chapter 2 inna while :)
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Kiss My Tears Away (Trevor Philips X Reader)
FanfictionIts a Trevor Philips X reader this story is basically a copy from another in fanfiction.net i just decided why not bring it to wattpad right? THIS IS ALSO A FEMALE READER IM SORRY IF UR A GUY OR NON BINARY