She went to the cliff, to end her life. She was done, she was barley hanging on to begin with. At home, her mother and father beat her senseless, and she was bullied. There was only one person she trusted, her boyfriend Jake, but he was only with her to see how long it would take for her to sleep with him, and she found that out on December Four teen two thousand ten. It was one of the many musician's who saved her life's birthday, but she didn't want to live anymore. She didn't feel pain, she was completely numb. Love was no longer a emotion, that died when her relationship with Jake died. There was no longer pain, she was to in shock to feel it. And shock died when the beating was over. She was never happy, so that wasn't a possible emotion either. She swung her first leg over the rale, then the next. She looked down, but didn't feel fear. The wind blew her dark brown hair, and then she heard the screeching of tiers. She took a final breath, and let go. She felt free, and didn't even let out a screech. The feeling of relief was soon washed away, when she felt arms grab her, but then she felt comfort. The man who had saved her was none other then Vic Fuentes