My Saving Grace

I take a sharp breath, as I start to fall, but then I'm grabbed by the arm. I look up to see a guy, with jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. He is real tall, and skinny. "What are you doing?" I ask.
"I can't let you do that." He says in a deep voice.
"Let me go! You have to!" I beat at his hand but he wont let go.
"This isn't the way out, I promise." My vision starts to get blurry from tears.
"Yes it is! You have no clue!" I try to pry his fingers from my arm, but they wont budge.
"Just let me go!" I scream. "Its the only way I'll find light. I'll be free!"
He shakes his head. "No. Please just trust me, there are other ways out of this. Whatever you're going through I can help you. Just please.... Let me help you." No one has ever tried to help me before, except Callie, but I always push her away. I shake my head.

"I was told to kill myself, how can I live knowing that there are many people who want me dead? And nobody will know I'm gone anyways so, Let me go!"
"Yea sure there are cruel people in the world, but think of all the people that do care about you and love you. If I were to let you go, what would they do? How do you think the would feel?" I think about this. What if he is right, how could I be so selfish? I hesitate for a second.
"Please, I can help you see the light." I nod, and he pulls me up. Once he gets me over the rail we trip and I fall back on to him. I sit up against the railing, breathing heavily. I pull my knees up to my chest and I rest my head on them, crying. "Whats your name? He asks.
"Jessica. Wouldn't matter though." I mumble. "Whats yours?"
"Andy." Andy scoots up and sits beside me. "Why did you do it?" he asks softly

I wipe my eyes, smearing my makeup even more than it already is.
"Because, I was told to kill myself. I thought i told you that."
"See, you was told to kill yourself, so you tried. You can just do it because you were tol-" I cut him off. "See, this is why I told you, you don't get it. I am bullied every day by this girl. I'm called stupid, ugly, whore, slut, bitch, and many more. And its not just from her. Its from everyone at school. And I only have 2 friends, so some of those things must be true. I don't deserve to live in a life that doesn't want me. That is why I did it." He sighs.
"Have you tried ignoring them?" this question annoys me.

"Yes I have, but I don't see how I can avoid her beating me." I look at him, as he examines my face. A look of understanding crosses his face, followed by sorrow. I'm just noticing how stunning his features are. He has a perfect jawline and his eyes are a beautiful blue. His eyes are soft, they remind me of a freedom that I want so much, but won't come. He has a lip piercing and a nose piercing. I also notice a few tattoos on his arms.
"How old are you?" I ask tugging at my sleeves.
He clears his throat. "I'm 19. How old are you?"
"I'm 16 years old. I'm going to turn 17, in a couple of months." He looks at his watch.

"shouldn't you be in school?" He asks casually.
"No, after I got into the fight with Natalie, I came here."
"The teachers didn't do anything?" He asks.
"She got me while I was in the bathroom......... Andy can we just not talk about it. Whats done is done I guess." Andy nods. "Yeah, I'm sorry."
"No I know you're just trying to help, bu-"
I'm interrupted by Andy's lips crashing into mine

Notes

Short chapter, next one should be longer tho.