Before The Jump

I feel so hopeless. So worthless. I'm a pile of emo scum just like she said. I'm nothing in this world. I mean nothing to everybody. I'm just a dark empty space, wasting oxygen for the ones who deserve it.

My feet dragged lazily across the wet cement. I heard the sound of the rushing water below me as the rain sprinkled lightly around me. My hood up, head down, thoughts swirled around in my head and a tear threatening to swim from my eyes. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, inhaling the smoke.

A young couple walked by with a little girl skipping behind them, oblivious to my pain. I turned my head when the little girl giggled. They hadn't even noticed me. No on does. So no one will know if I'm gone..

I turned to stare into the rushing current under the bridge. I heard a stifle of giggles behind me and I slightly turned my head to meet a trio of teenage girls walking the opposite way of the couple with the child. The girl on the right caught my gaze and I held it. Then she broke the gaze and they walked away.

I sighed and continued staring at the current. The water was rough and free. It rushed past all worries and scars. No problems when you're water. The grey-blue liquid pounded into the sharp rocks. Oh how I want to be like the water.

I slowly climbed the short railing of the bridge and sat on the wet oakwood. Still deep in my thoughts and being drawn by the water, I slowly stood up on the slim wood railing. My body leaned forward, willing to be in the water, swimming with the schools of fish and wonders of H2O. Just as I was about to jump into it, I heard a scream.

"Don't!"

I turned my head to see the girl from earlier. The one who glanced at me.It was then I realized.. she saw me. I'm not alone. I'm here with a purpose. She can see me, she must care. Someone cares.

Tears slipped down my cheeks as she ran towards me, her friends absent. I turned to climb down, realizing this was stupid.

Then.. I slipped.