Let's Plan My Murder! (Romance) [✔]

CHAPTER 5 - SUICIDE & NOAH

I am walking on a crowded street. I don't know where I am going. My mind is completely empty. I don't even remember what happened today. The only thing I can remember is his words, "Do you want to break up?" and every time those words flash in my mind, I feel like someone is stabbing me in my chest.

I have completely gone numb. I want to speak, say something even if it to myself, but it feels like words have lost their way to my mouth. The pain, the reality of him slipping away from my hands is unbearable.

I have been walking for hours. When I look around, I see lots of trees. It's pitch dark, the only light I can see belongs to the moon... I don't even know where I am, and I remember leaving my purse at the restaurant along with my phone. Somewhere back in my head, my subconscious is reminding me I have no way of going back, but I ignore it because I don't want to go back. I keep walking towards the slope and find myself at the end of a cliff.

The view is beautiful. The air is pure, surrounded by nothing but peace. No cheater boyfriend, no-absent friends, no dominating mother and no people who make me feel so naïve. I am all alone, lonely for the first time in my life. As I sit down at the edge of the cliff, my mind wanders. Do I ever need to go back? Will anybody miss me if I don't?

Do I even mean anything to anybody? Aiden doesn't want me, my mom wants to lock me in a cupboard and keep me there forever, my dad and I were never close and my sister, I am not sure about her. My life is a mess. If I die today, I can start over in a new life.

The thought of death shot a bolt of lightning inside me.

Am I thinking about this? It doesn't seem like a terrible option. All I must do is jump, and I can be free from all my pain, from all the toxic people in my life, from every negative thought. Yes, this is exactly what I want. I want them to miss me after I am gone and think about what they did.

I get up and strode towards the tip of the cliff. I am going to jump and end this once and for all. My heart is racing, and my face is flushed, fear flowing through my body instead of blood. I am going to do this; I assure myself.

"Why are you jumping?" my heart almost explodes, listening to his crisp voice coming from behind.

I instantly look back and there he is, a tall, handsome young man standing a few feet away from me. He is pale white with fuzzy yet straight hair. His eyes are green, curvy, sharp eyebrows, and he is looking at me in amusement.

"Who are you and when did you get here?" I yell, trying to get a grip of myself.

"I was here all along. You walked past me," he responds.

I stare at him, confused.

"You were lost in your thoughts. You didn't notice me," he continues.

His statement doesn't surprise me. I don't even remember how I got here.

"You didn't answer my question? Why are you going to jump?"

"That's none of your business," I say, embarrassed.

"I know, I just think you are wasting a splendid opportunity."

"What opportunity?" I say, moving a little closer to him away from my deathbed.

"If you really want to die, make good use of it. Suicide is for cowards," he states, smirking.

How can he smile in a situation like this? And why am I listening to this crap? I don't even know him.

"Who are you?" I say a bit more harshly than I intend to.

"Noah ... Noah Foster." He extends his hand casually as if we are meeting at a pub.