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Safe In The Wrong Arms

Safe In The Wrong Arms

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I take another swig of the mixed alcohol drink and gulped it down quickly so I don't feel the burning pain as much. I do this a few more times listening to him as he tries to talk me out of jumping off this stupid long creaking wobbly bridge. "P-please come down... I- I can't lose you too, it'd hurt too much, I already lost myself at one point" I heard him say as he sobbed into his hands. So, I did what I could do to calm his sobs. I jumped down landing on the bridge on two feet, slowly making my way in front of him, I moved his giant pale hands on my waist pulled him closer to me with my cold freezing hands, and kissed my father. I kissed him with so much passion, love, and shyness that I could potentially muster up. And guess what... he kissed me back
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My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake. "Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror. Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up. "Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips. Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would. No. I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.

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