My Saving Grace

I run into my room, and I slam my door shut. I lean my back against the door and I slide down on the floor. He has never said anything like that to me. Tears flood my eyes. I don't care what Brandon thinks, or maybe I do. Andy was there, he was the one who saved me, the one who reminded me that there are people that care about me, but maybe he was wrong. I pull my knees up to my chest and I sob quietly. After a while, I get up and lay on my bed. It's only 5:00, but I don't care. I drift in and out of sleep, crying sometimes for hours. Just as I'm about to fall back asleep I hear a light knock on my door.
"What do you want?" I growl, knowing it's probably Brandon.
"Jessica, can we just talk..........please." I don't respond
"Jessica just please let me explain." I scoff.
"you mean why you called me a whore? Yeah I'd love to hear it." He sighs and opens the door, shutting it behind him.
"Jessica what I said earlier I didn't mean it. I-I was just being a jerk. I just don't want you to get hurt." My eyes fill with tears.
"What do you mean? He was the one who saved me. I jumped off that bridge, Brandon. I was ready to leave this world, but he wouldn't let go. No matter what. Why would he hurt me?"

~Brandon's POV

It pains me to see Jessica like this. I swear I did not know what she tried to do.
"I'm sorry Jessica, I didn't know. I wasn't thinking, I know you are not a whore." I can feel tears coming but I hold back. I drop to a whisper.
"I just don't want you to end up like mom. Please forgive me." Our dad used to beat our mom all the time. Almost every night he'd come home drunk and beat her. One night he went too far and pushed her down the steps. Someone called the cops, he went to jail for only two years and our mom almost died. I would hate to see Jessica end up like that.

~Jessica's POV

I see the tears in his eyes, and I feel a sudden pang of guilt. Maybe he really is sorry and just trying to protect me. But there are better ways to do it than what he did. I wipe my eyes and I tackle him with a hug.
"I forgive you." I say, crying into his shoulder. He wraps his arms around me tightly.
"I'm sorry, I really am. And not just about this, but about everything, not noticing, not caring about anythings that's happened to you. And I'm sorry I wasn't there when you tried to jump off of that bridge, I'm sorry I didn't know." I see how hard he is trying to apologize, and I cry even more.
"You couldn't have been there to catch me Brandon......" I say shaking my head.
"I could have prevented it though." He says in a whimper. I don't like to see him this way.
"No, there was no way." I say hugging him tighter.

"Well, can you promise me something?" He asks pulling back.
"What?" I ask "Promise me you wont try to do that again." I take a deep breath,
"I promise." I say, looking into his eyes. That's two people I've made that promise to, now I have to keep it. Brandon finally convinces me to eat something, and he orders a pizza. We sit down on the couch and watch TV, while we're eating. After I'm done I throw my trash away, and I go upstairs. But Brandon stops me.
"You don't have to go to school, tomorrow." He says studying my face.
"No I'm going to go." I say frowning.
"Why?" He asks surprised.
"Because I-I-I want to show them that what she did, didn't faze me.......... even though it did, I want to show them, and her that I'm not weak. And plus, it's Friday. I love the feeling of coming home and realizing its the weekend." Brandon nods, and I go upstairs. I go in my room and lay down, falling asleep almost instantly, exhausted from today's events.
My last thought is of Andy, catching me from falling to my death.

Notes

Yay!
she forgave him :)