I ran to my car, shaking, struggling to put the key in the lock. I unlocked the car door, got in, then failed to turn on the car. I tried multiple times, holding my hands so I wasn't shaking. I left and began to drive. Anywhere. I wanted to die. This was the fifth month of these texts. I'm going to kill myself.
I drove down the rode and saw homeless people on the side with cardboard signs, people closing up shop. There was a sudden drop of rain. I looked out my side window and saw that the rain was starting to get harder and harder. The rain began to pour. Good thing I had a hoodie.
I saw the bridge. I would jump off. I parked on the side and went to the bridge. I went down a little bit under the bridge and looked at the water. Deep.
I went back up and to the middle of the bridge. I was planning how to jump off. Tears rolled down my face. I looked put my hood up and pulled up my sleeve. I looked at the cuts. They were fresh from the night before my birthday. I looked over the rail and into the water. I put one foot on the rail, rising me up. I cried and got my tears mixed up with raindrops.
I saw a car go by, hoping it wouldn't notice me. I put the other foot on, rising me up to look better, almost falling in. I put my right leg over the rail to sit on it while putting my left leg on the rail so I was sitting on it, available to jump in. I held my slippery fingers on the rail so I wouldn't fall in by accident unless I wanted to. I was thinking of the consequences, and I still wanted to go. I cried and I lifted my self up so I was standing on the outside of the rail. I was ready to jump in. I crouched my legs up.
"Ellie?!" I heard from a faint distance away?" I quickly slipped back onto the rail, going onto the bridge. I cried. I just realized what I was about to do. I saw a man running towards me, I had my head in my hands. "Ellie!" The man said as he hugged me and held me tight. I looked up, still couldn't make out who this person was. He was quite taller than me. He smelt so good. I felt like I was in the safest place I could be. "C'mon." He said. "Let me take you home." He led me to his car and opened the side door. I walked into the car and sat in the seat. It smelt exactly how he did. He went around the car to the drivers side.
He took my hood off my head and saw my mascara all over my face. "Here." He hugged me again. "You're okay. Please don't do this again." I heard faint weeping.
I looked up. "Toby?" I couldn't help that this mere stranger saved my life.
"Yeah?" He looked at me and smiled.
"You... You saved me." I put my hand on his chest as he held me close. I wiped my eyes.
"Don't scare me. I care about you. Everyone does. You're not alone. Why did you almost jump?" He slowly pushed me away so I could explain.
I cried harder as I took out my phone and showed him the texts. Toby gasped. "You should've told someone, okay, hun?" He just called me hun? I nodded as tears drifted down my cheek and dripped off my chin.
"Okay." He began to drive the car. We passed the same things again, though it was an hour later. We got home and Jamie, Chris, Ryan and mom were on the step. I got out of the car and everyone came and hugged me.
"Why?" Mom looked at me.
"She was receiving death threats," He pulled my phone out of my pocket and showed them. Jamie burst into tears.
"We know, we're already calling the cops," said Ryahn.
I continued stuttering, "They're from Ron. The man who raped and almost murdered me during the hostage session at the hotel last year. H-He said if I told anyone, he'd actually kill me this time." I cried, remembering the terrible memories, and ran inside.
Toby walked into the house and went up to me. "Hey." He lifted my chin and hugged me. "Go to bed. It's all under control. I should be heading ho-"
"No!" I interrupted him.
"What?" Toby replied.
"Don't leave me alone tonight."
"Jamie's here."
"Please?" I begged.
"Okay, I guess. I'll sleep... where?"
"There's a couch in my room." I negotiated.
"Okay." He looked around. "I guess I could sleep in these, they're not so bad." He winked. "Where's the bathroom?"
"The room with the words Bathroom on it." I laughed.
He smiled that smile and I swear that smile got me high. "Your laugh is so cute!" He walked to the bathroom and I went to my bedroom. I began to read my book. I got to the first sentence, then realized I couldn't fall asleep in these. I took my shirt off, just had my bra on. I looked at the scars I had on my stomach and there was a knock on the door. The handle twisted and Toby walked in. His face went pink.
"Oh my... I'm sorry." Toby began to walk back before he noticed the clearly visible scars. "Ellie..." He ran up to me and hugged me, knowing-and not caring-I was just in my bra. "You're not alone, you know that, right?"
I nodded as a single tear ran down my cheek and stared into his beautiful greeny-brown eyes. He looked into my blue eyes and smiled. He moved closer to me. I swear I was in heaven. He slowly pressed his beautiful smile against mine. He continued to kiss me and grabbed my bare back, still kissing me.
"You're so beautiful, Ellie. You're loved by all of us." He said as he slowly peeled his lips off of mine. "I apologize." He began to walk out of the bedroom. My face went completely red and I just cried.
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