Fate
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Time went by slower. I don't know why. Where's the fast forward button? As I fall down I don't let out a scream, I just fall to the floor. I'm not scared. I'm not scared. I'm not scared. I repeated in my head even though I was scared to die. I only had one friend that would mourn me. I bet dad would be rejoicing. The floor is getting closer and closer. I close my eyes prepared to die and let go of the life that hates me. Then I stop falling. I open one eye. Am I in heaven? I open both eyes. There in front of me was the guy I liked since 9th grade. "Why?" He asked. I just laid there in his arms. Tears spilling. Why? Why me? But then I thought, maybe dying now wasn't my fate. Maybe this was my fate. Maybe just maybe I had a better life coming ahead.
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"Can you forget about me...?" I asked him as we stood in the frozen night. He shook his head. I smile, "Well, in that case..." I pause to step back a bit and look up at him. "I'm sorry...," With that, I fall back and into the river. All I could feel was the icey water slowly filling my lungs and then... 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. I never meant for him to fall in love with me. However, when I woke up, I woke up in a white room, "A hospital room...?" I thought to myself. I look around wondering how and why I was here...and then I see him... right next to me. I slightly frowned and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on my shoulder, urging me to lie back down. I fought against him, trying to get away from him. But he held me firmly, his eyes filled with concern and love. "Please, calm down. You scared me when you fell into the river. I thought I had lost you," he whispered, his voice breaking with emotion. I stopped struggling and looked into his eyes, seeing the pain and fear that I had caused him. I then looked down as I said, "I thought I'd make it easier for you." His face paled. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. I took a deep breath and confessed, "I never wanted you to fall in love with me." I say. He looked at me in shock, his grip on my shoulder loosening. "Why would you say that? Why would you think that would be easier for me?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion and hurt. I closed my eyes, unable to meet his gaze as I replied, "Because I don't deserve your love. I'm not who you think I am." He sat there in silence, processing my words. And then, without warning, he leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. I pulled away, stunned by his action. "I don't care who you think you are. I love you, for you dumbass," he said.

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