My Knight In Black Jeans

WARNING: MAY BE TRIGGERING

I'm ready. I'm about to jump. I'm actually doing this.

I think about what my parents might do. They'll be hurt, but it's okay, they have Martin. I'll just be another memory.

"Hey!" Someone shouts.

I look up and see a boy, a bit younger than I, running towards me. He is in all black, and has straight, dark hair.

"Don't jump please!" His voice is shaky, and his hair is blowing in the gentle early morning breeze.

I take a deep breath and try to ignore his calls.

I want this. I want to jump. I want it to be over. My life is a living hell. I'm just done. I begin to let my hands slip off the railing, and lean forwards, but I don't fall.

I look back, the boys hands are gripped tightly around my wrists.

I look up into his pleading eyes and in a small, shaky voice, he whispers, "Please, don't."

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Hey guys! This isn't my first fanfic, but this is the first that I'm writing on this account. My others were absolute shit. I'm actually gonna try on this, but updates may take a while.