3. What could have been

My legs were shaky as my feet were gently planted on a ledge of the roof of my apartment building that I shared with Mark. I was ready to end my life, fall to the concrete below and splatter my blood everywhere and crush my bones. This is what I wanted. My S/L (short/long) H/C (hair color) blew around behind me from the wind that threatened to throw me off balance as I turn around and close my eyes. I gently begin to put one leg behind me, my body falling backwards slowly. A small smile of relief appears on my face knowing that soon it would be over.



But nothing happened, just a couple seconds before I went to fall off the ledge I heard the door to the roof open and footsteps, but figured it was no one as usually only junkies came up here. I opened my eyes and saw him there, sweat slowly dripping off his forehead as his wide eyes stared at me in relief that he made it in time. He caught my hand before I could fall. It was Mark, the same Mark that I loved with all my heart, would do anything for.


I really hoped he would have just made another video and not of found that note in the kitchen. But now seeing him like this, with tears streaming down his face, his face puffy from crying, his hair messy from running his hands through it from worry. I wish I didn't do any of this. I wish I hadn't cut myself all those years, or cried in the bathroom with a bottle of beer by me to help ease the pain. I wish I would have talked to mark, let him help me, let him love me like I know he wanted to even when I pushed him away. But I chose differently, and because of this I didn't almost end my pain... but pass it on to him.


Mark grips my wrist tightly, trying to plead me to get off the ledge, begging me to not do anything to hurt myself. His eyes like a rushing and violent river upon his face, he couldn't handle the thought of loosing me, but I don't have the heart nor the energy to carry on. So I give him a soft gently and kind look and tell him something I should have told him long ago.


"Mark, you are the only reason I have made it this far in my life, you have been my anchor for as long as I can remember, you always cheered me up and cheered me on in whatever I wanted to pursue or be. Something no one else on this planet did. You were kind, nice, friendly, caring, loving, and just a overall amazing person... And I love you... So, so much. And I really hate for you to be here right now... To see me like this. But you cant change how I am, no one can". Her legs became wobbly and shaky, along with the rest of her body as she frees her hand and kisses him softly, tears streaming down her face "Never forget that I love you, and this isn't your fault" she fall back, and falls down the building to her impending doom. A crowd had already formed at the bottom, police just now arriving after someone called it in. Mark just stood, there in shock, his hand reaching out to where she once just stood, tears falling onto the ground and onto his shirt softly. he slowly drops to his knees, feeling like time is frozen around him, his heart felt heavy and cold, he almost felt numb.


He slowly whispers out to himself "Why didn't I hold on..."


A/N:
Heh— hi guys!! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. And for this I've finished all my editing and can now begin on new concepts and chapters! I hope you all enjoy my new chapters and continue to support me in my writing and that this provides you with some type of entertainment? XD anyways...
baibai till next time ;)

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